(Intro) Yeah… Heh, we don’t forget nothin’. Every loss a lesson, every scar a map back to the warzone… 808s hit like heartbeats in the concrete. (Hook) I got dirt under my nails, blood on my shoes, Came from the bottom, revenge what I choose. They took my brother, I got nothin’ to lose, Now it’s demons in my dreams, and they all look like you. Yeah, dirt under my nails, pain in my truth, Cold in my soul, but my aim stay smooth. City don’t sleep, it just whisper the news, Another ghost in the fog, but the story ain’t through. (Verse 1) Backstreets talk, I can hear the whispers crawl, Names etched in graffiti, memories on the wall. Mama said, “Baby, let karma do the call,” But karma too slow, I’ma handle it all. Steel in my hand, tears froze in my chest, Every block got a cross, every hood got a test. I ain’t prayin’ for peace, I been trained for the mess, Grew up on pain, revenge feel like rest. Burnt bridges light the way where I’m goin’, Angels cry smoke when the heater start blowin’. Ain’t no mercy when the code been broken, Death in the eyes, that’s the truth unspoken. (Hook) I got dirt under my nails, blood on my shoes, Came from the bottom, revenge what I choose. They took my brother, I got nothin’ to lose, Now it’s demons in my dreams, and they all look like you. Yeah, dirt under my nails, pain in my truth, Cold in my soul, but my aim stay smooth. City don’t sleep, it just whisper the news, Another ghost in the fog, but the story ain’t through. (Verse 2) Slide through the night, tinted glass, no fear, Heart like the barrel, cold, clear. Talk to the dead when the smoke disappear, They said “Stay ready, the end stay near.” Blood in the puddle lookin’ like a crown, I been king of nothin’, but I still wear it down. Every bullet got a memory, every shot got a sound, When the silence hit heavy, you can feel the ground. No love left, just hate and hunger, Tears turn static, thunder to thunder. Told God, “I’m comin’ back when it’s over,” Until then, I’m the flame, I’m the closure. (Bridge) Heart black chrome, soul on freeze, Ain’t no peace where the pain don’t leave. Every loss carved deep in the creed, If you ain’t bled for it, you don’t know what it means. (Hook – Final) I got dirt under my nails, blood on my shoes, Came from the bottom, revenge what I choose. They took my brother, I got nothin’ to lose, Now it’s demons in my dreams, and they all look like you. Yeah, dirt under my nails, pain in my truth, Cold in my soul, but my aim stay smooth. City don’t sleep, it just whisper the news, Another ghost in the fog, but the story ain’t through… (Outro) Yeah… the story ain’t through. You can wash your hands, but the blood still true. I got dirt under my nails… and it still smell like you.
