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[Intro] Yeah, step close, let the brass breathe Dust on the record, truth in the streets [Verse 1] I came up where the rent was late and patience ran thin Made a plan from a notebook with a coffee stain in Every setback got measured, every loss got a lesson Now I walk in with the pressure and a room full of questions No borrowed crown, no shortcut route I put the work in the walls till the doubt fell out From the corner-store ledger to the late-night train I kept fire in the ribs and a name in the game You can hear that hard-earned rhythm in the way I speak Every syllable lands with a purpose and a peak I don't chase what is trending, I sharpen the blade Turn a week of bad news into a record well made [Chorus] Stand up, let the whole block know We move with the drums when the cold winds blow Hands high, let the brass line ring Built from the ground, now we do our thing Stand up, let the whole block know Strong roots deep and the bass down low One voice, one crew, one sound When the beat drops hard, we hold it down [Verse 2] I keep a small circle and a large ambition Every bar got a fingerprint, every breath got a mission Jacket by the doorway, old notes in the pocket Still writing new wins while the clock keeps knocking I seen bright dreams dim under fluorescent lights So I bring mine back home and I feed them each night No glitter on the promise, just proof in the pace A little more precision every time I embrace The pressure, the pavement, the doubt from a neighbor The long route, the short sleep, the unpaid favor All turned into fuel when the trumpet cuts through Now the room starts nodding like it knows what to do If the world wants a label, tell it wait in the hall I am too busy building something sturdy and tall With a hook you remember and a verse you can study Warm bass in your chest, every heartbeat gets muddy [Chorus] Stand up, let the whole block know We move with the drums when the cold winds blow Hands high, let the brass line ring Built from the ground, now we do our thing Stand up, let the whole block know Strong roots deep and the bass down low One voice, one crew, one sound When the beat drops hard, we hold it down [Bridge] No gimmicks, no gloss on the struggle we carry Still calm under weight, still sharp when it gets scary If you came from the bottom, put your name in the air If you kept showing up, then you already there [Verse 3] Now the kick hits heavy and the snare cuts clean Trumpet bends sideways through a smoky tambourine I lace every pocket with a thought and a spark Make a map out of scars, leave a mark in the dark This is not for the pose, this is built for the people For the ones making do when the odds are unequal For the quiet determined, the patient, the ready For the hands that stayed steady when the ground got unsteady I bring intricate lines with a plainspoken aim Let the melody lift while I shoulder the weight When the last note fades, let the message remain You can weather the storm and still redesign the frame So remember this rhythm when the pressure gets loud Keep your feet on the floor, keep your head in the crowd Take the room, take the moment, let your true voice resound From the first hard kick to the final countdown [Chorus] Stand up, let the whole block know We move with the drums when the cold winds blow Hands high, let the brass line ring Built from the ground, now we do our thing Stand up, let the whole block know Strong roots deep and the bass down low One voice, one crew, one sound When the beat drops hard, we hold it down [Outro] Hold it down, keep the roots in the ground Brass in the air and that heavyweight sound No shortcuts, no fear, no backing down One voice, one crew, we hold it down
