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OUR DUB! lyrics
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Intro
Street lights hummin', tension thick like gun smoke, Tonight we feast or we broke, flip the remote, let's smoke.
Verse 1
Jerseys stained from the hustle, colors flyin' set flags, Crew deep from the trap spot to Chi corners, no lags, Yellin' at the flatscreen, repo creepin' on the porch, Light bill cut off, but we pushin' for the torch. Energy snappin' like a trap beat kick, A shawty from the A ready to bounce if we hit, NY drill slide, LA gangsta lean, Corner store sprint for the forties and the green, pray that score clean.
Pre-chorus
Clock runnin' dry, from low mumble to full roar, This the grind we live and die for, core to core.
Chorus
OUR DUB! Hands high, bang the block! THIS OUR COME-UP! Shake the whole damn spot! WE OWN THESE STREETS TONIGHT!
Verse 2
Switch to lock-down, hold it like opps tryna slide, Breath stuck, 40 splash when the play collide, Cuh from the West eyes wide at the deep ball, foes press heavy, But loyalty hit different, thicker than the levy. Faith buried in the trenches, promises we guard, While the city sleep, we still grindin' hard, From project couch to nosebleed view, Laser locked, turnin' pain to breakthrough.
Chorus
OUR DUB! Hands high, bang the block! Bang it! THIS OUR COME-UP! Shake the whole damn spot! Shake! WE OWN THESE STREETS TONIGHT! [Bridge] Beat switch: Slow, haunting drill glide, vulnerable Ball floatin' still, like that last move went left, Silent prayer by the streetlight, holdin' my breath. Lifetime ridin' on that spin, hero or chalk outline? From the mud to the shine, damn, this our time. Build riser: We takin' this dub tonight...
Verse 3
TOUCHDOWN! Block quake, bass rattlin' the bricks, High-fives pop like clips in the mix, Jumpin' on crates, screamin' straight from the gut, From broke days to boss plays, we never gave up. Breakin' the cycle, climbin' out the trench, Pain built the hunger, now we quench. Carved in the pavement, our story stay lit, From the block to the win, OUR DUB, we did it.
Chorus
OUR DUB! Our dub! Hands high, bang the block! Bang bang! THIS OUR COME-UP! Our wave! Shake the whole damn spot! Shake it! WE OWN THESE STREETS TONIGHT! Own everythin'!
Outro
Game sealed, dub locked like that clean hit, On the grimiest field we claimed, brick by brick.
Inside the recording
Street lights hummin', tension thick like gun smoke, Tonight we feast or we broke, flip the remote, let's smoke.
Clock runnin' dry, from low mumble to full roar, This the grind we live and die for, core to core.
Game sealed, dub locked like that clean hit, On the grimiest field we claimed, brick by brick.
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