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CRIME TAPE PALMS lyrics
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Intro
Same soil... same soil...
Verse 1
Palmetto roaches in the kitchen, FPL bill past due Mama pressin' work clothes with the flat screen stuck on mute Corner store tab runnin', owner knew my face before my government Plastic lawn chairs on the porch, watchin' blue lights like it's fun to them Humidity press on your chest like the words you never said Every summer got a smell, wet concrete and who just bled Lost Tevin off 22nd, he was seventeen that June Mama still set his plate out on his birthday, extra spoon Walked past that palm tree where the wax from candles pooled Crime tape been gone six months but the stain still on the roots And I ain't tryna be poetic, I just live where poets quit Where the rent go up the same week they patch the bullet hits
Pre-chorus
They wonder why we flinch at fireworks, huh Move like the block still got a curfew on us
Chorus
Crime tape on the palms, yeah that's where I'm from Same block raised me and it took everyone Mama said pray harder, I been talkin' to God numb Same soil, different sun Same soil Crime tape on the palms, only view I trust Love who you got 'cause they all turn to dust Whole hood felt the rain but they show you in the sun Same soil, different sun
Verse 2
Two jobs, no benefits, direct deposit late again Bus the 79 down Biscayne, five AM, seat smell like medicine They tore the Gardens down and called it mixed-use on the plans Gentrification taste like oat milk spillin' on your granddad's land Section 8 waitlist stretch longer than my juvenile record did Put a Whole Foods where the wing spot was, congratulations, fixed it Now my tía drive forty minutes for the same rice she had walkin' I-95 the only frame we know, it box us in without talkin' Overtown to Brickell, ten minutes flat, different planet They say "revitalize", I heard "replace", they took the block for granite Every crane downtown a middle finger to the zip code south Same soil, different deed, different name inside the county's mouth
Pre-chorus
They wonder why we hustle like it's personal Every dollar is a prayer that this version's final
Chorus
Crime tape on the palms, yeah that's where I'm from Same block raised me and it took everyone Mama said pray harder, I been talkin' to God numb Same soil, different sun Same soil Crime tape on the palms, only view I trust Love who you got 'cause they all turn to dust Whole hood felt the rain but they show you in the sun Same soil, different sun
Verse 3
Still duck when a whip backfire off of 62nd My boy rang from TGK, judge handed him eighteen months For the same substance they prescribe in Coral Gables for a cough once Hurricane season, plywood on the glass and candles lit Mama hummin' hymns, I'm countin' up a hope that's counterfeit Not the bread, the "one day" they keep sellin' like it's rent Same soil push the palm trees up and pull the coffins in Salt air hit different when you watchin' family lower Forty million tourists see the shore, that's their exposure 305 I know smell like rain ten minutes 'fore it blow Mosquitoes don't pause for grief, that's the most Miami line I wrote And I laugh 'cause if I don't I gotta sit with what I know
Bridge
Mama's hands found mine when FPL cut the lights again Dark apartment, she said baby this is temporary then That was 2009... I'm still sittin' in the when Same soil, I keep plantin' in it, prayin' different stems
Chorus
Crime tape on the palms, yeah that's where I'm from Same block raised me and it took everyone Mama said pray harder, I been talkin' to God numb Same soil, different sun Same soil, same soil Crime tape on the palms, only view I trust Love who you got 'cause they all turn to dust Whole hood felt the rain but they show you in the sun Same soil, different sun
Outro
Forty million come here every year for the palms I just see the tape Same soil
Inside the recording
Same soil... same soil...
They wonder why we flinch at fireworks, huh Move like the block still got a curfew on us
Forty million come here every year for the palms I just see the tape
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