

Yeah
Check the level Just let it breathe
for a second
Stepping off the curb with the collar popped high
Counting every crack beneath the heavy slate sky
Notebook in the pocket full of sketches and schemes Turning rusty coins
into tangible themes They talk a lot of numbers but they skip
the foundation I build it stone by stone through the quiet dedication
Keep the circle small and the focus razor sharp
Pounding out the truth like a hammer on an anvil
Solid to the core,
watch the rhythm take flight
Turning every struggle into gold through the night
Never sold out, we just brought the craft back
Heavy on the pavement,
steady on the track (yeah,
steady on the track) Pen glide easy like ink on raw parchment
Clear mind looking from the top floor apartment Seen the trend chasers
come and vanish in a flash While we stay planted like the
roots in the ash No shortcuts,
no smoke, just a classic approach Every bar earned without a favor
or a coach We dial it in right till the frequency connects
Collecting our peace and demanding our respect
Solid to the core,
watch the rhythm take flight
Turning every struggle into gold through the night Never sold out,
we just brought the craft back
Heavy on the pavement,
steady on the track
(all day, steady on the track)
No distractions in the room
Just the wood, the wire,
and the boom (listen)
When the noise fades away
The substance is the only thing that stays
Solid to the core,
watch the rhythm take flight
Turning every struggle into gold through the night Never sold out,
we just brought the craft back
Heavy on the pavement,
steady on the track
(let it ride)
That's how it's done
Just clean lines and true rhythm
Peace