[Intro] [Vocal Drop] ("Real Is Rare, Yeah!") [dark sparse beat + quiet ad‑lib] [Ad‑lib:] ("Birmingham… Streets are cold… Depsman R.I.P… We remember… T.Y.S.O.N…") "Let It Go!" [Verse 1] You see the blade tucked down, think it’s protection in the street Think you’re holding power till the moment that it meet We seen the lights go out, seen the names get read aloud Depsman gone too soon — another legend in the cloud They said he was a voice for the youth, had the flow, had the plan Now his little ones grow up, never get to know their man Mums sit up late nights, staring at an empty chair Praying for the son they lost, breath caught up in the air It ain’t no movie scene, ain’t no clip to post online One wrong quick decision — and you’re running out of time The word says watch your steps, don’t walk where the wicked tread Every sharp edge carried got a heavy price to pay instead. [Chorus] Before the number’s called, before the final bell Before the knife comes out, before you land in the cell Your future ain’t written — you can still turn the tide Don’t let the street take what the Most High provided Before the number’s called, before the light goes dim Think of your family, think of the life within Every young soul out there got a purpose to fulfil Don’t let the cold street take what the Father built [Verse 2] Some carry it for clout, some carry it for fear Some get pulled right in ‘cause the circle’s always near One wrong clash, one heated word, tempers start to rise Next thing you know a life’s gone, under Birmingham skies If you’re the one that’s taken — who’s gonna hold your kid? Who’s gonna walk them through the things you never did? Who’s gonna stand with your mum when the tears fall deep? Who’s gonna speak your story when you’re fast asleep? It ain’t about being soft, it’s about seeing the cost The enemy’s tryna tell you “this is all you’ve got” But Yahweh’s got a path for you that you ain’t seen yet Lay the blade right down — don’t let your chance forget [Bridge] [Beat pulls back, slower serious flow] What if it’s you tomorrow? What if it’s your turn? The street don’t care who you are, what you earned God gave us breath today — that’s the chance to reset Choose the better way, choose the path He set... [Vocal Drop] ("I Pray Over You!") [Verse 3] So we call out to the young ones walking through the dark Lay down the sharp tools, don’t let the tension spark We remember every name that the street took away We fight for the living, for the ones here today Future ain’t sealed up, it ain’t carved in stone You can turn your whole life round, make your way back home Don’t wait till the sirens come, don’t wait till the call Stand for your life now — before the number falls. [Chorus] Before the number’s called, before the final bell Before the knife comes out, before you land in the cell Your future ain’t written — you can still turn the tide Don’t let the street take what the Most High provided Before the number’s called, before the light goes dim Think of your family, think of the life within Every young soul out there got a purpose to fulfil Don’t let the cold street take what the Father built [Outro] [beat fades] Too many victims... But we remember… Choose life… T.Y.S.O.N [END]
