Born in the Streets (Remastered)
East London UK rap, grime, steel band, string orchestra, Male MC's, upbeat
Born in the Streets (Remastered)
East London UK rap, grime, steel band, string orchestra, Male MC's, upbeat
Lyrics
Intro – Haunting pads and deep bass kicks
I was born in the streets, fuck what they say,
Every scar on my skin is the price that I paid.
Ain’t no runnin’, this life’s in my veins,
From my first fuckin’ breath to my last remains.
Beat drops with sharp snares and rolling hi-hats
Hook – Bold and defiant
I was born in the streets, and I’ll die on the streets,
Every crack in the pavement’s a part of me.
Life’s fucked, but I’m tougher, I’ll never retreat,
The streets wrote my story, and they’ll lay me to sleep.
[Ad-libs] Lay me to rest, yeah, this is me!
Verse 1 – Emotional and raw with heavy wordplay
Concrete’s my cradle, it’s where I grew,
Fuck the system, they never wanted me to make it through.
Seen dreams shattered, left in the dirt,
But I stitched up my pain, wore it like a shirt.
[Ad-libs] Wore that pain, yeah.
Every block I walked, every corner I knew,
Is filled with ghosts of the shit I been through.
Fuck a fairytale, this life’s a war,
But I’ll fight till I’m gone, give it all and more.
Hook – Repeat with added energy
I was born in the streets, and I’ll die on the streets,
Every crack in the pavement’s a part of me.
Life’s fucked, but I’m tougher, I’ll never retreat,
The streets wrote my story, and they’ll lay me to sleep.
[Ad-libs] Yeah, lay me to rest, it’s my home!
Bridge – Stripped back with eerie pads
This life’s a curse, but it made me strong,
Fuck the pain, I’ve been here too long.
Every scream at night, every tear I’ve cried,
It’s the streets that shaped me, it’s where I’ll die.
[Vocal chops layered with rising snares:] (Born… streets… die… streets…)
Verse 2 – Faster-paced, raw delivery
First fuckin’ breath was a fight to survive,
Every block I crossed was a test to thrive.
Streetlights flicker, they dim my hope,
But I keep fuckin’ pushin’, I refuse to choke.
[Ad-libs] Still pushin’, yeah!
Brothers turned ghosts, faces framed on tees,
But their spirit stays alive in the whispers of the breeze.
The streets ain’t just pain, they’re the fire inside,
And I’ll carry their names till the day I die.
Hook – Full energy with layered harmonies
I was born in the streets, and I’ll die on the streets,
Every crack in the pavement’s a part of me.
Life’s fucked, but I’m tougher, I’ll never retreat,
The streets wrote my story, and they’ll lay me to sleep.
[Ad-libs] Yeah, streets made me… streets saved me.
Outro – Fading beat with haunting pads
Yeah, born in the streets, it’s where I’ll be,
Every breath I take, it’s the air I breathe.
From the first fuckin’ cry to the final sigh,
The streets are my truth, the place I’ll lie.
[Vocal chops fade out:] (Born… streets… die… streets…)
Beat fades into silence