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[Intro] [Verse] Keys in the ignition, hear the static hiss City changed its face, something I might miss Boarded-up bodegas where the spirits dwell Luxury glass towers, bought a soul to sell The asphalt remembers every heavy tread While the new owners sleep in a designer bed Crackle on the needle, dust on the dash Memories are priceless, keep your plastic cash [Pre-Chorus] Shadows on the sidewalk, long and lean Searching for the places that I've seen Everything is shifting in the dark Waiting for a tiny little spark [Chorus] They can build it higher, but the roots remain Washing off the history with a little rain This is my block, this is my blood Rising from the pavement, thicker than the mud Yeah, we still here, even when we gone Singing for the ghosts until the break of dawn Hold onto the corner, hold onto the street Feel the rhythm moving underneath your feet [Hook] (Scratch: "The foundation") (Scratch: "Never gonna break") (Scratch: "My block") (Scratch: "No mistake") [Verse] Used to play the corner, now the corner's gone Replaced by a bistro serving brunch at dawn Where's the fam? Scattered to the outer rings Chasing down a dream on some broken wings Malik moved to Jersey, Tone is in the south Words of the old world dying in my mouth I see the crane swinging like a pendulum Counting every heartbeat like a kettle drum [Bridge] Trumpet blowing lonely in the cold Story of the neighborhood being sold But they can't buy the way the wind blows Or the secret that the alleyway knows Keep the fire burning in the night Everything is gonna be alright [Verse] I’m the last witness of the brick and mortar Watching as they redraw every single border The upright bass thumping in my hollow chest The avenue is tired, but it never gets to rest I keep the maps hidden in my mental vault This ain't progress, it's a slow assault Keep the melody playing for the ones who stayed Before the final color of the mural starts to fade [Chorus] They can build it higher, but the roots remain Washing off the history with a little rain This is my block, this is my blood Rising from the pavement, thicker than the mud Yeah, we still here, even when we gone Singing for the ghosts until the break of dawn Hold onto the corner, hold onto the street Feel the rhythm moving underneath your feet [Outro]
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