Lyrics: PAC
Music: PAC
Crack in the pavement where I planted my name
Mama working doubles I was learning the game
Corner store prophets selling dreams in a bag
Seen a grown man cry over nothing but rags
Cops on the block with they hands on the steel
I was skipping out on supper just to see how it feel
Old heads talking bout the glory they stole
Taught me keep your mouth quiet and your money in whole
Streets raised me wrong but I turned it to right
Running through the shadows like I'm chasing the light
Nights full of sirens and the dogs on the chase
Learned to read a room before I learned to tie lace
Stomach on empty but my vision was fed
Built a kingdom from the hunger and the blood that I shed
No fairy tale endings where I'm coming from
Either you the one who eats or you become the crumb
They can't bury what I carry in my chest
I'm bulletproof when the pressure hit the flesh
I'm the storm and the calm all at once
King of the rubble still building from the dust
Packs on the table had em wrapped by the noon
Seen a fiend turn blue under a spray painted moon
Whispers in the alley bout a rat on the loose
Had to cut ties quick like a knot on the noose
Dealers and deacons sharing seats on the bus
Both selling heaven but they never show us trust
Mama said pray but the prayer bounced back
So I turned my own hands into a loaded backpack
Locked in the booth like a cell with a view
Every bar that I spit is what I actually lived through
Feds on the corner took my brother at five
Left a hole in the crib where the silence survived
Judge gave him years like he's handing out fliers
Now I speak for the ones behind county wires
I'm the voice of the block when the system goes mute
Wearing battle scars underneath the fresh suit
They can't bury what I carry in my chest
I'm bulletproof when the pressure hit the flesh
I'm the storm and the calm all at once
King of the rubble still building from the dust