(Intro – Heavy 808s with a subtle Klezmer clarinet sample layered underneath)
(Verse 1)
Clarinet cries, streets of the shtetl glow
Bounce so hard, could crack the kettle low
Oy gevalt, we on a mission, feel the heat
Flipping hora into trap transitions, can’t be beat.
Schnapps in my cup, L’chaim to the beat, loud
Cousin Moishe got two left feet, proud
Drip so kosher, it’s glatt certified, true
Fiddle screamin’, feel the pride, breakthrough.
(Pre-Chorus)
Mazel tov, mazel tov, throw it up high
808s pulse under A minor sky
Spin in a circle, then break it down, yeah
Freygish bounce, we run this town, celebrate.
(Verse 2)
French toast flow, oui oui baguette, bright
Baruch HaShem, cash no regret, alright?
From Paris to Brooklyn, bagels on deck, see?
Drop that bassline, respect the frets, you agree?
Schvitz on the floor, sweat in my curls, hot
Groom doin’ flips, bride twirls and twirls, not
Just tradition, we rewriting the score
Klezmer-trap fusion, we’re demanding more.
(Chorus)
Freygish bounce, we up, we down,
Trap drums poundin’, spin us ‘round, compound,
Clarinet cries, fiddle replies, profound,
808s rumble, we touch the skies, unbound.
[Breakdown]
Mazel to the tov, pour le marié,
With shmirat h’mitzvot, toujours éclairé.
(Verse 3)
Klezmer kings, trap crown on the head, bold
Hora in the streets, bounce in the thread, gold
From shtetl to the club, cultures collide, see?
Freygish bounce, where tradition resides, free!
Spit fire in trois langues, ça va aller, strong
Klezmer in my veins, 808s in my soul, long
Accordion wheezin’, bassline teasin’, sweet,
DJs schemin’, keep the hora breathin’, complete.
(Bridge)
Simcha in my heart, subs in my chest, true
Clarinet wails like it knows the rest, new
Fiddle screeches joy, spirals to the moon, wild
Frantic, then halftime, chaos in tune, styled.
(Chorus)
Freygish bounce, we up, we down,
Trap drums poundin’, spin us ‘round, compound,
Clarinet cries, fiddle replies, profound,
808s rumble, we touch the skies, unbound.
(Outro)
Hora pulsing, beat don’t cease,
Freygish rhythm, find your peace.
Shtetl circuit, forever we roam,
Klezmer and trap, calling this home.