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Shadows in the Crib lyrics
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Intro
Yeah... The light hit different when you from where I from...
Verse 1
Corner store on six second, neon buzz when the sun kiss the pavement Porch light in Liberty City flickerin' like it know the secrets we savin' The real ones post the highlight, the pain stay in the basement Camera flash make the block look like it ain't got no cases pending But the alley still got the same old faces waiting on the same old changes You can frame the win but the loss don't fit in the spaces That's how the show operate, pick who get to claim it for the pages The light hit the front, the shadow claim the back end of the stages
Chorus
Show for the 'gram, shadows in the crib Brightest lights make the darkest corners They clap when the flash hit, don't see what it suppress Show for the 'gram, shadows in the crib
Verse 2
At the bus stop, waitin' on the forty-one in the humid night Phone in my hand, scrollin' through the wins I just performed for the likes See my own face smilin' back from last week 's post with the bright light But the eyes in the reflection look like they carryin' a ghost from the last fight The mirror in the dark room show the version they applaud and they quote The real one stay quiet, don't make it to the feed, stay remote They love the show version, the one that don't break under the pressure I see both in the glass, and the real one feel like a stranger Yeah...
Verse 3
Had to fight the shadow that the light grew on the Turnpike at three in the mornin' When the exit sign hit the windshield, the silence start speakin' its warning Fake love in the comments, real ones get distant when the bag start showin' Now the ones that was close act like they don't know the old you no more, it's foreign Downtown on the court steps, another date for some old charge from before the show The light made me visible, now the system see me large, they don't let it go Had to square up with the highlight reel that don't show the nights I was low When the show feel like a target and the shadow hold the knife ready to blow
Chorus
Show for the 'gram, shadows in the crib Brightest lights make the darkest corners They clap for the shine but don't see the drag that come with the success Show for the 'gram, shadows in the crib
Outro
The brightest lights... Make the darkest... Shadows in the crib...
Inside the recording
Yeah... The light hit different when you from where I from...
Show for the 'gram, shadows in the crib Brightest lights make the darkest corners
The brightest lights... Make the darkest...
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