Nasty: Same Block, Different Clock

[Intro] Yeah... Ain’t nothin’ changed but the seconds on the dial. Still that same feel... Same soul— Different pace. [Verse 1] Back on the bench, same smoke, new flame, Reminiscin’ 'bout the days, before the fame. When we ruled small blocks like kings with no crown, Laughin’ at the world while it tried to break us down. Didn’t want no riches, just rhythm and rhyme, Taggin’ up the night with a spray can’s shine. Wasn't tryin' to be no icon or God, Just a kid with a dream and a crew full of nods. I ain’t lookin’ back to change the script, Just wanna feel that spark, that real legit. Where time stood still, before we split paths, Now I light this cig and let the smoke do the math. Big smile, same scar, ain’t nothin’ fake, What we had then, they still tryin’ to recreate. And nah, today ain’t worse, it’s just more fast, But that old me still echoes in this flask. [Chorus] I don’t want it back, I just wanna feel it, That fire we sparked, man, nothin’ could steal it. You see it in me, I know you still believe, That time don’t erase what we choose to keep. So speak, brother, speak — if you lost your name, We ain’t ghosts yet, still breathin’ in this game. If you listen close, the old block talks, Same soul, new clock, just different walks. [Verse 2] They say time heals, but scars got rhythm, Every lesson we learned came with hard-hittin' wisdom. It’s funny how quiet the loudest nights were, Sippin' 40s on steps, like prophets with slurs. Your silence says more than the noise on the street, And pain makes the beat when your heart skips a beat. Remember how we stood with the world on mute, Told truth in bars, never needed a suit. Now I watch ‘em chase clout, like it’s oxygen, They hustle for likes, while I’m clockin’ in. You can’t clone this—brother, we bled this sound, Like bass in the pavement, we underground-bound. You waitin’ for signs? They been spray-painted. The future ain’t promised, but the past is sacred. I ain’t done, nah — I’m just ridin' the wave, Still nasty on the mic, ‘til I lay in the grave. [Chorus] I don’t want it back, I just wanna feel it, That fire we sparked, man, nothin’ could steal it. You see it in me, I know you still believe, That time don’t erase what we choose to keep. So speak, brother, speak — if you lost your name, We ain’t ghosts yet, still breathin’ in this game. If you listen close, the old block talks, Same soul, new clock, just different walks. [Verse 3] See the city ain’t changed, just the names on the doors, Same cracked pavement, same echo in the floors. They wear new fits but the souls still broke, Talkin' revolution—but can’t handle the smoke. My homie hit the pen, now he speak like a monk, Meanwhile kids pop pills tryna climb out the funk. Old heads still drinkin’ from pain they ain’t spillt, New waves drownin’ in oceans of guilt. Yeah, I see it all — but I ain’t bitter with age, I just write more truth on each notebook page. They want rage? I gave 'em poetry laced, With the scars of the past and this city’s face. Tell me, where your roots if your pride’s on lease? They forget who they are when the lights increase. But I walk through the noise with my own damn song, Been Nasty since birth, and I’ve been here long. [Bridge] Sometimes... I just wanna pause the time, Hold that moment when the stars aligned. Before the weight, before the race, Before the masks replaced the face... Remember? When "we" still meant something? When silence wasn't fear— Just peace humming... [Chorus] I don’t want it back, I just wanna feel it, That fire we sparked, man, nothin’ could steal it. You see it in me, I know you still believe, That time don’t erase what we choose to keep. So speak, brother, speak — if you lost your name, We ain’t ghosts yet, still breathin’ in this game. If you listen close, the old block talks, Same soul, new clock, just different walks.