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  • Grimy Streets Story

    Mcee

    Yeah…

    Late night, cold streets

    Ain’t no fairy tales where I’m from Uh

    Grimy night, cold heart,

    city full of danger

    Everybody smiling, but you never know the stranger

    Heard another siren, now the whole block in danger

    Money bring attention, now the paper got a taste for ya Robbery

    stories, murder on the news Everybody got a reason,

    everybody got an excuse I done seen the toughest lose,

    seen the innocent lose So I put it in the music,

    let the truth tell the truth

    Black sky, wet pavement,

    streetlights flickering

    Corner store buzzing, old heads reminiscing

    Car creeping past,

    everybody start whispering Whole block got a memory

    that the young don’t remember

    I grew up where the pressure

    make a person paranoid Where a dollar turn a friend into somebody

    unemployed Where revenge get passed down like an old family story And

    a mother lose her son

    while somebody chase the glory

    I ain’t glorifying bodies,

    I’m describing what I saw Every candle on the sidewalk represent another

    scar

    Everybody want the crown till they realize what it cost You can

    win the whole street and still feel like you lost Grimy night,

    cold heart, city full of danger

    Everybody smiling, but you never know the stranger Heard another siren,

    now the whole block in danger Money bring attention,

    now the paper got a taste for ya

    Robbery stories, murder on the news Everybody got a reason,

    everybody got an excuse I done seen the toughest lose,

    seen the innocent lose So I put it in the music,

    let the truth tell the truth

    He wanted fast money,

    thought the night was his chance Now he’s staring at the ceiling,

    replaying his past One decision turned a hustle into something he can’t

    mask And the people he was with disappeared when things got bad

    That’s the grimy part

    nobody puts inside the song Everybody talk tough,

    nobody talks when it’s gone When the cameras disappear

    and the crowd moves along You still gotta live with every choice

    when the adrenaline gone So I keep my pen dirty,

    let the beat carry the pain Put the darkness in the verse,

    let the melody explain If the streets gave me scars,

    I’ma turn ‘em into gain I don’t need another body just to

    validate my name

    Grimy nights…

    Cold streets…

    Fast money…

    Heavy consequences. That’s the story nobody tells.

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