

{sub-bass roll-in} {low-pass filter sweep} Yeah
Let the clock run down
We starting now
I trace the layout on a cracked concrete floor Behind the static
is a wide-open door They wanted quick cash but we wanted much
more So we stayed up writing while they slept by the store
(uh-huh) {drum pattern tightens} This is the blueprint,
we lay it block by block From the basement up to the
ticking clock No shortcut route,
we just work and lock (yeah) {heavy brass stabs}
Paper-thin walls but the vision is thick Building an empire with concrete
and brick No magic trick,
just the hours we spend Writing the future on a broken pencil
lead
{jazz
trumpet sample
in
background} {drums drop out} {vinyl scratch scratch} { Rhodes chord sustain} We
did it from nothing
Just paper and ink
No time to blink
This is the blueprint,
we lay it block by block From the basement up to the
ticking clock
No shortcut route, we just work and lock (yeah)
{heavy brass stabs}
{drums slowly fade} Yeah
Block by block
We laid it out (hmmmm)
{record static
to fade-out}