City Scars
BPM / Tempo : 140 (mid-tempo drill) Key : F# minor (dark, gritty vibe)
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Lyrics
(Intro – dark piano, synth pad)
Yeah… uh…
Grrah… skrrt…
Streets talk… I listen… woo…
(Verse 1 – syncopated drill flow)
Step in the block, yeah my boots hit the rain (grrah)
Lost some real ones, I still feel the pain (woo)
Nighttime sirens echo down the lane (skrrt)
Money in my pocket, heart feelin’ chained (yeah)
Trust get broken, loyalty get tested (grrah)
Snakes in the grass, yeah I stay invested (woo)
Life move fast, can’t catch your rest yet (skrrt)
Heart cold steel, but my mind stay restless (yeah)
(Hi-hats triplet rolls start subtle in bar 3–4)
(Pre-Chorus – melodic, minor piano + pad)
Late nights, thinkin’ too much (woo…)
Prayin’ for peace, feelin’ outta touch (yeah…)
City scars deep, they left a crutch (grrah…)
But I grind hard, never losin’ clutch (skrrt…)
(Chorus – melodic drill, hypnotic flow)
City scars, yeah they run deep (woo… yeah…)
Lost my brothers, streets don’t sleep (grrah… skrrt…)
Every dollar earned, yeah it cut cheap (yeah…)
I keep movin’ forward, never retreat (woo…)
Skrrt… yeah… flow so sharp (grrah… woo…)
Life cold, but my heart stay warm (yeah… skrrt…)
From the night to the day, I transform (woo…)
City scars made me, yeah I perform (grrah… yeah…)
(Verse 2 – more aggressive drill, syncopated)
Used to ride the block, pockets empty (grrah)
Now I stack wins, still I keep plenty (woo)
Eyes on my back, hate never friendly (skrrt)
Life taught lessons, pain hit heavy (yeah)
Grew up fast, had to learn the rules (grrah)
Trust get thin, can’t fall for the fools (woo)
Every move silent, I use my tools (skrrt)
City made me soldier, breakin’ all the duels (yeah)
(Triplet hi-hats accentuate line endings for punch)
(Bridge – melodic reflective, minor piano, airy pads)
All these nights, all these tears (woo…)
Pain in my chest, face my fears (yeah…)
Every loss, every scar, it appears (grrah…)
Made me who I am through the years (skrrt… yeah…)
(Final Chorus – full drill + melodic mix, ad-libs)
City scars, yeah they run deep (woo… grrah…)
Lost my brothers, streets don’t sleep (yeah… skrrt…)
Every dollar earned, yeah it cut cheap (woo…)
I keep movin’ forward, never retreat (grrah… yeah…)
Skrrt… woo… yeah…
Flow sharp like a blade in a storm (grrah…)
From the night to the day, I transform (woo… yeah…)
City scars made me, yeah I perform (grrah… skrrt…)
(Outro – whispered, soft piano fade)
Yeah… streets talk… I listen…
City scars… never missin’… woo…