

Intro
Denmore Street, before the dust, before the signs
Fourteen stoops in a row, fourteen versions of mine
Ms. Coraline's radio through the screen door at nine
This is the sound of a block getting redefined
Verse
Denmore Street had fourteen stoops and I knew every crack
Counted them walking home when the block had my back
Ms. Coraline's rail, I'd hang there past dark
Wrecking ball came in autumn, left a permanent mark
They said the pipes were rotten, said the roofs caved with rust
Bulldozed the whole row, turned Denmore into dust
I watched from the fence line, brick dust on my tongue
Thirty years of Sundays crushed before the day was done
They poured new concrete quick, called it something with "Court"
Sold the units for prices no cousin could afford
Buried the foundation stones six feet where they stood
Buried Ms. Coraline's porch under somebody's hood
I kept a brick in my pocket, chip off the front step
Carry it like a compass, measure every debt
Cause the ground don't forget even when the map does
Blocks we buried still got roots where the sidewalk was
Chorus
We buried the block, not the love that it gave
Concrete forgets but the corner remembers your name
Steady like a heartbeat under new streets
Blocks we buried still breathing under my feet
Verse
Fast forward five years, I'm walking Meridian Court
Doorman don't know that my whole childhood's under the floor
Kids on scooters roll where the hopscotch chalk used to be
Nobody tell them what's buried beneath what they see
I got a job doing landscaping, planting trees for the new
Dug six inches down, hit a foundation I knew
Called my mother that night, said mama guess what I found
She said that's the old stairwell, that's sacred ground
I didn't tell my boss, just covered it back with the dirt
Some things you keep quiet so the healing don't hurt
Renny still lives three blocks out, refused every offer
Says his father's name is carved where the buyers won't bother
I get it now, loyalty ain't about where you stay
It's about what you carry when they pave it away
I keep that brick heavier now than the day that I took it
Cause the weight of a memory's the only way I could've woke up
Chorus
We buried the block, not the love that it gave
Concrete forgets but the corner remembers your name
Steady like a heartbeat under new streets
Blocks we buried still breathing under my feet
Bridge
I planted an oak where the old porch light used to hang
No plaque, no name, just roots doing what roots do again
Told my daughter one day this dirt got a story to tell
Said you can't unbury what already know you so well
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Trap · Dark · 88 BPM · 2:47 — Hip-Hop (trap), confident, menacing swagger, modern trap hi-hats, 808 sub-bass, rattling trap hi-hats, moody synth pad, sparse piano stabs, F minor, aggressive rapid-fire rap with gritty ad-libs
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