Static in the Speakers 3

Verse

Corner store speakers rattling through the screen door

Static in the hi-hats where my uncle used to preach before

Milk crate stage stacked with boxes for a drum machine

Bus driver dropping me off at four, said come back clean

Block party shutdown, tape running out of space

Mic cut short because the cops were blocking up the place

I wrote it all in pencil under the streetlight glow

Told myself this moment ain't the ending, this is how I grow

Pre-Chorus

So I counted every static line as a chance to prove

Chorus

Static in the speakers but that's where the truth got made

Every pause was just my heartbeat breaking through the fade

Now the crowd don't know it but this same corner fed me fire

Static in the speakers, watch it turn into desire

Verse 2

Years later headlining, same stage, different lights

Security still sweeping crumbs that night away from sight

I look down and see a kid with headphones on his neck

Dancing like he owns the whole block already, I get it, check

They said the sound was trash before they heard it loud

Same ones playing it now at weddings, turned my doubt to gold

I don't celebrate the hate, just keep the volume high

Margin's where the doubts still live but that's where I buy

Pre-Chorus

So I counted every static line as a chance to prove

Chorus

Static in the speakers but that's where the truth got made

Every pause was just my heartbeat breaking through the fade

Now the crowd don't know it but this same corner fed me fire

Static in the speakers, watch it turn into desire

Bridge

They could've kept the silence, they could've kept the dark

But I chose to write louder than the noise that scared

Every 'no' got erased and turned to a verse

Turned the static into a prayer, made it serve

Outro

Now they play my tape at block parties on repeat

I'm the volume they're turning up when the rest of them sleep