One Mic, One Leg, One City #SoundSeasons

#SoundSeasons https://x.com/BoomBoomRaps https://www.youtube.com/@TheRealBoomBoom -->🎵 One Mic, One Leg, One City <-- --> For Sonny Forriest Jr. <-- --> aka "Wheelchair Guy" <-- > NEW Motion Comic on YT Link Below< >https://youtu.be/iTXoK-uGnEA?si=UHyD5bN4t1LjXVI0< He don’t ask for much. Just a sidewalk, a socket, and a lil’ space to sing. Ain’t tryna prove nothin’. Already did. Mic in his hand, city in his chest, rain on his brim. That’s Sonny. One mic. One leg. One city. [Verse 1] Amp strapped tight to the back of that chair Basket in front, red cup sittin’ there Wheels hum slow by the Wawa glow And his smile hit wide like Cheltenham snow Camo shorts, green cap “Vietnam Vet” bold Speaker buzzin’ old soul make the cold feel gold He ain’t beggin’ he givin’ somethin’ you forgot you missed Like singin’ outside a corner store is still a gift “Be true to it,” he said “don’t be new to it” Lil’ kids dancin’ and the aunties movin’ to it “Rock With You” floatin’ from a cracked amp wire And I swear that man set the whole block on fire [Hook] He roll through the storm with the speakers on ten Turn a cracked old curb to a choir again One mic, one leg, one city, one song Rain fall soft but he still roll strong “I don’t let the rain rain down on me” And the corner rise up in harmony [Verse 2] Coulda stayed in Center City with the tip jar shine Outside the Gallery chasin’ crowd and line But he picked them corners where the ghost signs peel And the windows got bars but the music heal Wissinoming breeze in his jacket sleeve MJ notes make the breeze believe He don’t move fast but his voice outrun pain And every block he bless got a cleaner name "It is what it is,” he told me once in the rain “And I’m makin’ it to the best of my ability plain.” Ain’t no pity in that chair just rhythm and will Battery never die, and the beat don’t chill [Hook] He roll through the storm with the speakers on ten Turn a cracked old curb to a choir again One mic, one leg, one city, one song Rain fall soft but he still roll strong “I don’t let the rain rain down on me” And the corner rise up in harmony [Bridge] Saw a man on the Ave stop mid-step, just to cry. Didn’t know why. Just heard “Ain’t No Mountain” echo out under that Wawa sign. And that was church. Not Sunday. Not pews. Just pavement. And truth. He don’t fill silence he sanctify it. (One man, one chair, one legacy) [Final Hook] He roll through the storm with the speakers on ten Turn a cracked old curb to a choir again One mic, one leg, one city, one song Rain fall soft but he still roll strong “I don’t let the rain rain down on me” And the corner rise up in harmony (One man, one chair, one legacy) “I don’t let the rain rain down on me” [Outro] Battery blinkin’ red but the voice still lit Corner still hummin’ with the songs he spit He don’t ask to be known just remembered right So this track ain’t for clout it’s for light. Sonny still singin’ whether you pass or stay One mic, one leg… …and Philly all the way.