Choir Drill

Intro

Ooh-ah (ooh), ah-ah (ah)

Choir breathes like thunder, pipe and skin, ayy

(Hum, hum) — hey

Verse

I lace a minor key with a major mean — choir drill, boom in between

Gospel grit, street simile, hallelujah in the machine

Staccato saints on the corner, sing the measures off the seam

My cadence cuts concrete, choir pads the scream (yah, yah)

I count the bars like rosary, beads of rhymes, precise geometry

Four-four heartbeat, triplet swing, syncopated felony (skrrt)

Bassline baptizes noise, viols clutch the victory

I speak in meter, meter answers back — symmetry (ayy)

Choir on the rooftop, drill in the basement, both riding one beat

Harmony with a hard edge — velvet gloves on iron feet

We carry choirs like banners, fold 'em into every street

(...la, la) — call, respond, the block repeats (call, respond)

Flip a hymn into a headline, sing the skyline raw

Soprano siren, tenor torch, bass keep the law

We move in counterpoint — friends and friction, give and claw

Every line a line of duty, every note a loaded saw (yah)

We pray with percussion, stitch the cadence with a scar

Tongues like trumpets, tongues like traffic, chrome and choir car

I write my wishes on the stave, the stave writes where we are

Syllables like shrapnel, but the choir softens war (ooh)

Pre-chorus

Lift it, lift it (lift it), let the choir hold the heat

Hold the heat (hold the heat), then we strike — concrete

(Hum, hum) — let the saints sing the street

Chorus

Choir drill, choir drill, choir drill, choir drill

Choir drill, choir drill, choir drill, choir drill

La-la-la (la-la), oh-oh (oh-oh), sing it till the steel stands still

Choir drill, choir drill, choir drill, choir drill

Verse

I stitch a fugue out of footsteps, metronome on the pavement

Call it architecture — voice is mortar, rhythm is basement

Closed intervals, open leads, we make the skyline patient

Tension like a timpani — release, and then elation (skrrt, ayy)

My lines weld to choruses, heat-treated phrases, tempered phrase

I turn a street sermon into meter, then set it ablaze

Neck of the city turns to a neck of notes — we raise

The choir like a shield, the drill like a blade — we phrase

We march in minor keys but smile in major moves

Double-time devotion, every pause another proof

Clap — the choir answers (clap), clap — the pavement grooves (clap)

We write our psalms on storefronts, melody in the soot

The preacher and the producer collide in the booth

I say amen to ambition, amen to the ruthless youth

Amen to the hustle harmonized, stitch the truth in the roof

We pray loud, pray proud, pray with a sharpened tooth

Ad-libs like traffic lights — stop, go, then smooth (yah, yah)

Bridge

Ah-ah-ah (ah-ah), voices fold into one

(Hum) — lift it high, lift it high — until the business is done

Ayy, ayy, sing the siren down, sing the siren up

(Watch it) — choir on the corners, chorus in the cup

Chorus

Choir