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Block Talk
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Block Talkは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2026年6月19日にDat Construction FooによりリリースされましたBlock Talk - Single
2026年6月19日
レーベルDat Construction Foo
言語English
BPM66
メロディック度
アコースティック度
ヴァランス
ダンサビリティ
エネルギー

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歌詞

BLOCK TALK
[Intro]
[soulful piano loop, boom-bap drums, deep electric bass]
HHC DCF. Yeah. Talk to ’em. Uh.
[Verse 1]
Woke up to the sirens. Mom in the kitchen I rest still praying.
Phone on the dresser three calls they waiting.
Ran past dude but the block still blazing.
Same hoodie same corner I stand.
Left hand in my pocket right on the plan.
They said I’d be dead or doing the span.
Trying to buy the building flip the whole land. Yeah.
[Chorus]
This that block talk concrete gospel.
Made it out the mud turned dust to a castle.
Came from the back now we front of the household.
If it ain’t about the bag then we cutting the channel.
This that block talk concrete gospel.
Every scar on my skin like a tattoo chapel.
If they want to see me fall that’s a bad gamble.
’Cause I rise every time let the world want to tremble.
[Verse 2]
Late night runs. Whole crew on alert.
Eyes on the mirror one blink you get hurt.
Homie did a bid came back rework.
Now he talk investments stocks on his shirt.
Uncle on the porch saying boy be calm.
But the city in my chest like a ticking bomb.
Trying to trade these grounds for a cap and gown.
Trying to turn these losses to a different crown. Woah.
[Chorus]
This that block talk concrete gospel.
Made it out the mud turned dust to a castle.
Came from the back now we front of the household.
If it ain’t about the bag then we cutting the channel.
This that block talk concrete gospel.
Every scar on my skin like a tattoo chapel.
If they want to see me fall that’s a bad gamble.
’Cause I rise every time let the world want to tremble.
[Verse 3]
Me acuerdo de esas noches encerrado en la celda,
mirando por la ventana, pidiéndole a Dios respuestas.
Muchos me dieron la espalda, pensaron que no salía,
pero el tiempo dio la vuelta y cambió mi melodía.
Ahora traigo casco blanco, trabajando desde temprano,
con las botas bien puestas y el futuro en mis manos.
Por mi hijo sigo firme, por mi familia peleando,
block talk, concrete gospel, desde el barrio progresando.
West Coast por las venas, California en el mapa,
de la sombra a la luz, mira cómo el hombre avanza.
Misma cuadra, nueva historia, ya no vivo del pasado,
lo que aprendí en la tormenta hoy lo llevo de legado.
[Final Chorus]
This that block talk concrete gospel.
Made it out the mud turned dust to a castle.
Came from the back now we front of the household.
If it ain’t about the bag then we cutting the channel.
This that block talk concrete gospel.
Every scar on my skin like a tattoo chapel.
If they want to see me fall that’s a bad gamble.
’Cause I rise every time let the world want to tremble.
Rise up. Local Trescientos.
[Outro]
[vocals exit]
[clean electric guitar lead enters over piano and drums]
[piano and guitar fade out]
Written by: Isreal Guillen
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