Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Colman Domingo
Canto
Aneesa Folds
Canto
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Programación de percusión
Kurt Crowley
Canto
Mike Elizondo
Bajo
Abe Laboriel Jr.
Batería
Jonny Fung
Guitarra eléctrica
Philip Towns
Piano
Alex Boniello
Canto
Joshua Henry
Canto
Owen Panettieri
Canto
Timothy Hughes
Canto
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Autoría
Sol Yurick
Basado en la obra de
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Producción
Alex Wilder
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Erica Block
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Henry Reinach
Ingeniería de grabación vocal
Michael Hickey
Ingeniería de grabación vocal
Neal Shaw
Ingeniería de grabación vocal
Tucker Andrew
Ingeniería de grabación vocal
Kurt Crowley
Producción vocal
Mike Elizondo
Producción
Craig Kallman
Producción ejecutiva
Craig Rosen
Producción ejecutiva
Nas
Producción ejecutiva
Chris Gehringer
Masterización
Justin Francis
Ingeniería de grabación
Eisa Davis
Producción
Andrew Keller
Ingeniería de grabación vocal
joey raia
Ingeniería de grabación vocal
Letra
[Intro]
So if you can ID him
Then take me to see him
Let's go
[Verse 1]
The murderer who tries to kill a dream
Is closer than you think
He wants to see our faces
The damage is his kink
If any of us make it back to Coney
He'll be there to knock us down
He doesn't feel a thing
Unless he's watching something drown
But you can't kill an idea whose time has come
[Bridge]
Come to the point where they kill everything you believe in
You lead your army to the Major Deegan and start speeding, vrrm, vrrm
[PreChorus]
He's on our turf
He's waiting for us on our turf
Our one little corner of turf
But he'll never kill, the part that is real
The dream that reveals
It's all our turf
Every side of the city, let's ride through the city
[Chorus]
And somewhere in the city, my crew's in a fight
They're trying to get home and surviving the night
And they deserve a city where they'd be alright
Where they all come home alive
[Chorus]
And someday in the city, we won't have to run
Each time somebody broken gets ahold of a gun
Breathe easy every night, knowing we'll see the sun
When we all come home alive
[Chorus]
Someday in the city, our music will play
We'll wander through the city as light as the day
And nothing is impossible, making our way
Back home alive
[Outro]
Survive tonight
Written by: Lin-Manuel Miranda

