City of dirt

contemporary R&B, atmospheric hip-hop, soulful male vocals

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Where you from?
…City of dirt.
Where the skyline cough and the streetlights flicker.
Where the air feel heavy…
and the bass feel bigger.

Where you from?
From the city of dirt
Where the pavement crack and the pressure don’t hurt
Where the heat don’t break and the bridges don’t turn
Where the young grow cold and the lessons get learned
Where the peach tree bleed and the river run slow
Where the trap door open but the hope stay low
Where the dreams get pawned and the pride get sold
Where the truth stay quiet and the lies get bold
We don’t cry loud
We move slow
Keep the weight tucked under the coat
Smile look gold
Heart feel broke
Peace don’t live on this side of the road
Baby that’s where I’m from
From the dust and the drum
Where the smoke hang thick in your lungs
You either go numb
Or become

City of dirt — where you from?
Where you from?
Where I’m from
Where I’m from
City of dirt — feel it in your lungs
In your lungs
Where I’m from
City of dirt — where you from?
Where you from?
Where I’m from

Where you from?
From the city of grit
Where the block stay hot and the night don’t quit
Where the crown sit crooked but it still get lit
Where the envy grow tall like a shadow too big
Where the cameras watch and the sirens hum
Where the pain pass down like a loaded gun
Where the prayers go up but the help don’t come
Where the weight stay heavy on everyone
We don’t trust quick
We don’t speak free
Keep one eye open in the backseat
Move low key
Move discreet
Only thing solid is the bass and the beat
Baby that’s where I’m from
From the snare and the drum
Where the dirt stick thick to the tongue
You either go numb
Or become

Feel it in your chest
Feel it in your bones
City don’t sleep
City take souls
Feel it in your lungs
Feel it in your skin
Either you survive
Or you sink within

City of dirt — where you from?
Where you from?
Where I’m from
Where I’m from
City of dirt — feel it in your lungs
In your lungs
Where I’m from
City of dirt
City of dirt
City of dirt

Where you from?
…City of dirt.
Where the bass still knock
And the dust still hurt.

2063/7500

Where you from? …City of dirt. Where the skyline cough and the streetlights flicker. Where the air feel heavy… and the bass feel bigger. Where you from? From the city of dirt Where the pavement crack and the pressure don’t hurt Where the heat don’t break and the bridges don’t turn Where the young grow cold and the lessons get learned Where the peach tree bleed and the river run slow Where the trap door open but the hope stay low Where the dreams get pawned and the pride get sold Where the truth stay quiet and the lies get bold We don’t cry loud We move slow Keep the weight tucked under the coat Smile look gold Heart feel broke Peace don’t live on this side of the road Baby that’s where I’m from From the dust and the drum Where the smoke hang thick in your lungs You either go numb Or become City of dirt — where you from? Where you from? Where I’m from Where I’m from City of dirt — feel it in your lungs In your lungs Where I’m from City of dirt — where you from? Where you from? Where I’m from Where you from? From the city of grit Where the block stay hot and the night don’t quit Where the crown sit crooked but it still get lit Where the envy grow tall like a shadow too big Where the cameras watch and the sirens hum Where the pain pass down like a loaded gun Where the prayers go up but the help don’t come Where the weight stay heavy on everyone We don’t trust quick We don’t speak free Keep one eye open in the backseat Move low key Move discreet Only thing solid is the bass and the beat Baby that’s where I’m from From the snare and the drum Where the dirt stick thick to the tongue You either go numb Or become Feel it in your chest Feel it in your bones City don’t sleep City take souls Feel it in your lungs Feel it in your skin Either you survive Or you sink within City of dirt — where you from? Where you from? Where I’m from Where I’m from City of dirt — feel it in your lungs In your lungs Where I’m from City of dirt City of dirt City of dirt Where you from? …City of dirt. Where the bass still knock And the dust still hurt.

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