Crown as Helmet

Name: Crown as Helmet
Duration: 340 s
Description: Crown as Helmet by mBaileyz. From the artist’s lyric sheet: “The music still know how my name sound when the thunder roll and the rain on the concrete start to…”

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Intro

Yeah... The block remember everything... Even when people act new...

Verse 1

Peace without a gate turn the yard into a public park where anybody pull up and claim a bench like it owe them something I used to leave the door open 'til the first storm taught me that good vibes don't pay the rent on borrowed peace when the rain hit the sink Laugh with the same ones who smile different when the lights start that slow blink and the AC cut out like it know the end coming Jokes turn bandage with rhythm when the real talk get too heavy for the room and the silence start talking back Storm don't ask permission, it just name the ones who ain't got no helmet on they crown when the thunder roll through the concrete Block remember every "we locked in" that turned to "I ain't seen you" when the rain hit the ground and the power flicker out So I dance with one eye on the sky, the other on the concrete that remember my name better than most people do Crown sit different when you know the dents in it came from the same bricks that tried to take your name and your peace

Pre-chorus

The music still know how my name sound when the thunder roll and the rain on the concrete start to sound like judgment...

Chorus

Dance before the storm names you Laugh while the music still know your name Sometimes jokes are just bandages with rhythm The block remember everything, even when people act new Your crown may be more than royalty It might be the helmet that helped you survive the rain

Verse 2

I put the crown on first for the look, then realized it was the only thing that fit when the bricks started flying at my head People act new like the rain wash the memory off the concrete, but the block got better eyes than the weather ever did I laugh louder now, not because it's funny, but because the bandage need the rhythm to stay on when the wound start talking Good vibes need boundaries or the park become the place where they take what they didn't build and call it community Storm don't care about your IG highlight reel, it care about who still standing when the power out and the porch protocol activate So I keep the gate locked but the music playing loud enough for the block to hear that I'm still here Crown as helmet mean the dents tell the story the shine don't, the story the smile hide when the rain get too loud Block remember the ones who danced in the storm and the ones who just watched the yard get claimed

Chorus

Verse 3

Who I become when the helmet on is the version that don't flinch when the thunder sound like my name in the dark Identity fracture in the mirror when the crown reflect the dents I earned surviving nights the rain sound like judgment I still smile, but the smile got a cost now, paid in the nights I danced anyway just to prove the storm didn't take my name People act new but the block don't, it hold the receipt for every "love you" that expired when the lights cut out and the rain came So the dance become the defiance, the laugh become the proof that the helmet didn't break me, it just made me heavier Crown as helmet mean the royalty is in the survival, not the shine that the storm can wash away in one good rain for real

Bridge

I still flinch when the thunder sound like my name... But I dance anyway... Because the music still know me... And the block still remember who I was before the dents...

Verse 4

Now the crown sit lighter because I know what it really is, not a symbol for the 'Gram but the thing that caught the first brick I laugh while the storm roll because the bandage got rhythm and the rhythm got roots in the concrete that remember every name Dance before it names me, because the ones who don't dance get claimed by the silence after the rain stop and the block go quiet Block remember the real ones, the ones who put the helmet on and still found a way to smile in the wet without losing they name Crown as helmet, peace with a gate, vibes with boundaries — that's the code the storm can't break even when it try to name you The dents in the crown ain't shame, they the map of how I survived the rain that tried to wash my name off the concrete

Chorus

Outro

Dance before the storm names you... The block remember everything... Crown as helmet...

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