Thunder on the Block (версия 2)

Verse

Cold water, dark street, neon sign cut low

Iron in the rain off the loading dock's glow

Jökull in my chest — never let it go

Every kid on the block knew his own fate line

Sixteen blocks of concrete where your name gets written fine

Picked up a mic by fourteen like a battle-scarred rifle found

Wrote about everything but what I wanted most

Told them stories of gods and giants, not my family's story or cost

Watched the men leave at dawn — never the ones who came back home

Chose to stay and build something instead of running away from nothing unknown

Poured every bruise into the verse until it felt like blood on page

Blew out a window, shook the block with the bassline's rage

Kids who'd been walking by in fear now walk up and rap with me

First record dropped like a storm that nobody could pray down

Whole city heard it once — never forgot where I came from

Signed at twenty-one but my roots stay rooted deep inside the snow

Now the studio floor is littered with the old armor I wore

Bought the house on 5th and Main where my brother used to sleep

Painted the basement black like the night that we keep

Same block, different name — still hear the thunder in every beat

Chorus

Thunder on the block — roll it over loud

Every voice matters when there's no one allowed to silence this town

We don't need a crown — we just need enough light to hold what we found

This is my Jotunheim, not made of giants but built from a thousand kids with broken pride

I'm still standing right where I started — nine floors above the dark

Nothing in the basement stays silent once I turn the switch on that spark

Thunder on the block — roll it over loud

Verse 2

Five years later and every kid in the building knew my name

Produced a whole generation's first verse before I claimed my own

Built an army instead of just a single name

Signed them all to a label without taking one percent of the fame

Passed the torch so they don't have to carry what I carried alone

Watched the whole block change from fear to family when it's known

That one voice matters enough to shake the rafters down

Made a movie too — same story told in light and sound

Same thunder on the screen but now the whole world can feel it pound

Still come back at dawn before the studio lights up bright

Stand by every window that I shattered once into flight

Every kid who walked out of those basement walls with pride

Is the reason why this city finally looks like it survived

Chorus

Thunder on the block — roll it over loud

Every voice matters when there's no one allowed to silence this town

We don't need a crown — we just need enough light to hold what we found

This is my Jotunheim, not made of giants but built from a thousand kids with broken pride

I'm still standing right where I started — nine floors above the dark

Nothing in the basement stays silent once I turn the switch on that spark

Thunder on the block — roll it over loud

Bridge