Brickwork Groove

I came in quiet, clean shoes on the tile

Bass line sliding like a grin for a while

Back pocket heavy, but my face stay mild

I don't chase shine, I make the room lean in

Old note pad, fresh cut plans

Coffee stain map and a few good scams

Not crime, just craft, just hands on time

Turn small-town dust to a gold thread line

Wait for the count

Hear that swing?

One for the books

Two for the thing

Low end talk

Let it roll

Keep that pace

Keep control

Smooth baseline, smooth baseline

Move through the smoke, I keep my lane

Smooth baseline, smooth baseline

Whole block nod when I say my name

(Go on)

Smooth baseline, smooth baseline

Two-step heart with a heavyweight frame

Smooth baseline, smooth baseline

I don't run loud, I run the game

Blue note curled on a corner loop

My words land soft but they carry through

I seen cold looks from a polished crowd

Still I put heat in the air somehow

Chain-link dreams and a bus stop grin

Mama said, "Son, let the work speak in"

So I built this from a bent-up spark

Now the whole room moves when I mark that start

Wait for the count

Hear that swing?

One for the books

Two for the thing

Low end talk

Let it roll

Keep that pace

Keep control

Smooth baseline, smooth baseline

Move through the smoke, I keep my lane

Smooth baseline, smooth baseline

Whole block nod when I say my name

(Go on)

Smooth baseline, smooth baseline

Two-step heart with a heavyweight frame

Smooth baseline, smooth baseline

I don't run loud, I run the game

I let the calm look dangerous

Hand on the wheel, no panic rush

Dust on the sleeve, but the cut still sharp

When I talk that truth, it leaves a mark

Smooth baseline, smooth baseline

Move through the smoke, I keep my lane

Smooth baseline, smooth baseline

Whole block nod when I say my name

(Go on)

Smooth baseline, smooth baseline

Two-step heart with a heavyweight frame

Smooth baseline, smooth baseline

I don't run loud, I run the game