04 – JZ – Brass In The Backroom

Intro Muted horn whisper. Ice melt slow. Verse 1 Brass crying in a backroom booth Wood panel walls absorb the truth Seen powder pass from hand to hand While someone swore they in command Candle flicker over tired eyes Half-truth wrapped in alibis Quick inhale for borrowed rise Then hollow stare when high dies I sit composed, spine straight Let the bassline regulate No white plate dictate fate I learned to hesitate Hook Roll One & Chill in low-lit air Gelato Glow Records aware No spectacle glare Just sound sincere Verse 2 Trumpet bend like quiet regret Bartender counting unpaid debt I seen ambition overset By habits they won’t forget They call it edge, they call it spark I seen it turn a genius dark No studio can hide the mark When craving leave a scar Leaf steady, mind intact I ain’t detached Just exact In what I attract Bridge Rhodes chord sink like thought Brush snare soft and taut Not bought Just taught Verse 3 Gelato Glow Sessions dim and deep No promises cheap We keep What we reap Outro Brass fade slow Night glow We know