
Currency of Loyalty
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- rap
- hardcore hip hop
- east coast hip hop
- conscious hip hop
- conscious
- bass clarinet
- bass drum
- snare drum
- percussion
Lyrics
Prelude
Grew up on corners, iron breath, cold lessons from the block
Jay’s running numbers while the old man’s clock won’t talk
Moms praying for the light, Buck praying for a crack in the lock
Dreams written in chalk, rain turns it all to mud, still walk
Street Scene
Syringe caps by the curb, childhood lost to the smoke
Patrolling my fate, heavy as the coats they tote
Starving for more, voices rough as a chain on a boat
Carving respect out the silence, eyes don’t joke
Survive by the rules, or you end up broke
Gotta get it by force, ain’t nobody going slow
Prologue
Rain hit the window, hunger burning in my chest
Old scars on my knuckles from surviving the test
Dreams weighed down by the cha-ching and the debts
Eyes scanning corners for a crack in the net
Verse 0
Before the mission, Buckshot plotting in the haze
Long nights, cold stares, plotting out escape ways
Grandma’s kitchen, empty plates stacked sideways
Learned to hack the game, never let ‘em see my face
Laws made by pain, raised on the grind’s pace
Respect’s not given, it’s carved in concrete lace
Little homies watching, silent vows to the chase
Sacrifice sleep, sacrifice peace, the shadow’s my base
Intro
Yo, all it takes is a spark, moonless nights, cold hearts, no rest
Eyes open wide on the grind for the trinity: money, power, respect
Verse 1
Buck on a mission, moves set, no luck in the streets
Concrete veins, ambition runs where the shadows meet
Learned from the og’s, how to move, how to cook, never fold, never speak
Broken home, steel cold, told bone never break, go eat or get beat
Silent deals in the corridor, mask on, breathe deep
Mind stays sharper than the blade, trust scarce in the deep
Stack paper, stack pain, calculate every step before sleep
Elevate from the cracks, city heavy, survive or retreat
Chorus
Money, power, respect got me chasing every threat
Paid my dues, made my moves, never break a sweat
Money, power, respect, shadows follow where I step
Trust is currency, loyalty the bulletproof vest
Verse 2
Street talk, code given in a glance, silence rich with intent
Eyes never blink, hands never shake, stay cold through cement
Everything’s earned, nothing is lent, hustler’s paradise built from torment
Never take the short cut—end up broke, end up bent
Fake friends snake quick when the hunger gets intense
No deals with the wolves, stay out the fence
Tally the losses, count who vanished with the cents
Only keep company with soldiers, never pretense
Chorus
Money, power, respect got me chasing every threat
Paid my dues, made my moves, never break a sweat
Money, power, respect, shadows follow where I step
Trust is currency, loyalty the bulletproof vest
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