CRACKS IN THE CONCRETE (LIGHT MELODIC CUT)
yeah…
mmm…
ain’t no light, just learned to glow in the dark
I was born and raised in the projects, rats and roaches
thin walls, hear my neighbors losin’ hope in they voices
mmm, yeah
I was hopeless, but I found a way
not a good one, just enough to see another day
football dreams slipped through the cracks
city streets took losses, put scars on my back
mmm…
took them losses, had them come-ups, now I’m up
still feel empty every time I run it up
I was born where the roaches fight the rats for crumbs
mama stressin’ in the kitchen tryna stretch one month
lights off, candle glow, shadows move
learned how to stand when I ain’t have room
sirens sing me to sleep, I don’t rest
heart beat fast when the block get tense
corner store dinners, cold nights
hunger louder than the voice sayin’ this ain’t right
pads on my shoulders, thought the league was close
one injury, one bill, dream turned ghost
mmm…
seen names on shirts, candles burn slow
closed caskets show you things you don’t forget though
I was born and raised in the projects, rats and roaches
hallways smell like pain, yeah it stay in my focus
mmm, yeah
I was hopeless, but I found a way
lost parts of me I can’t get back today
football dreams slipped through the cracks
city streets took losses, put scars on my back
took them losses, had them come-ups, now I’m up
still don’t feel safe when I run it up
I ain’t proud of the grind, I just ain’t wanna starve
no trophies for pain, just permanent scars
same block, different endings, same dice
one wrong step turn your name into a candlelight
trust thin as change, loyalty rare
when hunger in the room morals disappear
mmm…
seen friends fade, dreams get buried
same pain different day still carried
I move quiet now, read every face
smiles lie, I don’t feel safe
still flinch at sounds late night
even wins don’t feel right
success don’t heal it, just dress it up
money don’t fix what pressure does
left the hood physically, mind still there
trauma ride with me everywhere
mmm…
sometimes I ask God why it had to be this way
why the strong gotta bleed just to see another day
if I made it out alive it wasn’t luck
it was pain on pain and not givin’ up
born and raised in the projects, rats and roaches
still smell the hallway when I close my eyes, it’s loaded
mmm, yeah
was hopeless, yeah I found a way
but I lost pieces of me that ain’t never comin’ back
yeah…
light melody, heavy truth
this survival music
