Flicker Streetlights

[Chorus] Piano keys singing, got the city in my veins Boom bap knocking, bring me back to them days Head nodding slow while the bassline rides This that real hip hop, keep it alive [Verse 1] Yo, concrete jungle where the dreams get tested Pen and paper my only form of protection Streetlights flicker while the stories unfold Young souls chasing gold in the bitter cold I reminisce on days when the cyphers was real No clout chasing, just skills on the field From the park benches to the train station hustle Every bar I drop got that old soul muscle Grandma’s wisdom in the sample I hear Echoes of the elders still ringing in my ear I’m building my legacy, brick by brick While the world spins fast, I take it slow and slick [Chorus] Piano keys singing, got the city in my veins Boom bap knocking, bring me back to them days Head nodding slow while the bassline rides This that real hip hop, keep it alive [Verse 2] Late night sessions, the moon is my witness Spitting truth in the booth, no gimmicks, no business They watered down the culture, but I stay rooted deep Like the roots of the trees where the OGs used to meet I paint pictures with words, no need for the flash Turn pain into power, turn loss into cash Mental, not metal, that’s the weapon I wield Healing through the rhythm on this old piano field From Bellingham to Brooklyn, the feeling the same Real ones recognize, we still repping the name Hip hop ain’t dead, it’s just waiting to breathe So I breathe life in it every time I take the lead [Outro / Final Chorus] Piano keys singing… yeah This that real shit, feel it in your spine Old soul music for the new school mind Keep it boom bap… keep it boom bap…