Copper Scars on Fulton Ave (wersja 2)

Intro

Copper wire hums when the power's still live

Fulton Ave scrapyard, that's how we survived

Verse

Vacant on Fulton, third row, window busted through

Marcus held the flashlight, I stripped what the wall knew

Copper piping warm from the sun still trapped in the drywall

Fifty cents a pound, wasn't much, but it was all

Landlord left in ninety-eight, building's been a ghost since

We came back for what he left, called it our inheritance

Knuckles scraped on brick dust, tetanus shot overdue

Marcus said don't touch the black wire, said it might still chew

I laughed it off, kept working, sweat dripping off my chin

Voltage don't care 'bout laughing, taught me that again

Spark jumped the gap and caught me right along the wrist

Left a scar like a river map, silver dollar twist

Sold that batch for ninety, split it even down the middle

Marcus bought his mama's medicine, I bought myself a riddle

Wondering if the metal's worth the mark it leaves behind

Every scar on Fulton Ave got a story and a price

Chorus

Copper scars on Fulton Ave, that's the price we paid

Every burn, every dollar, every choice we made

Wire don't forgive you, but the block remembers your name

Copper scars on Fulton Ave, that's the price we paid

Verse

Two years deep, we had a system, knew which floors were hot

Marcus scouted, I stripped fast, never stayed too long on a lot

October came, we hit the church on Fulton and Vine

Copper in the boiler room, thought we had the time

Deacon came in early, caught the flashlight in his eye

Marcus froze up by the doorway, I said run, don't ask why

We split two different exits, mine was clean, his was not

Cops rolled up on his corner, I watched it from the lot

Coulda kept on running, coulda left him to explain

Went back around the block instead, called it out his name

Told the officer I lost him, said we got separated

Marcus caught the charge reduced, I caught the weight I hated

Guilt sits different than a burn, don't scar you on the skin

It scars you somewhere deeper, keeps on stripping wire within

Still we run the same lots now, trust rebuilt like new solder

Copper melts and copper bonds, we just got a little older

Chorus

Copper scars on Fulton Ave, that's the price we paid

Every burn, every dollar, every choice we made

Wire don't forgive you, but the block remembers your name

Copper