
Forgotten Lyrics
- Genre:Acoustic
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Yo, walk these streets where shadows loom, life ain't sweet, under the concrete gloom
Counting coins, dreams overhead, real tales, real dread, where hope's threadbare, led
Scraping by, day to day, big world spinning, but we got something to say
Do they see us down here, in the grind and the fight
Or are we out of mind, out of their sight
While they're scheming in towers, glass and power
We count the hours, our spirits not soured
Life's a canvas of hard choices, hear our voices, in the daily noises
Warmth or food? That's the question, in our session, life's confession
Stretching what we got, making it last, in our plot, futures kept
Just shadows to them, are we just names never called
Background players in their world, standing tall
Their future, so neat and bright, but for us, it's a different fight
Out here, trying to claim our right
In every palm, a story's etched, not just flesh, our lives sketched
Silent battles, truths untold, in our hold, courage bold
Survival tales, in our grip, let these truths from our lips slip
Are we whispers, voices unheeded, as we meet what's needed
Their grand plans, high and neat, none for our street
Here we are, still on our feet, in their grand defeat
Check it, diluting milk just to fill the glass, every day's a hustle, trying to surpass
Bills piling high, no relief in sight, under the neon glow, we fight our plight
Every corner turned, another lesson learned, in the flames of life, we're getting burned
In worn shoes, we walk these miles, hidden behind unseen smiles
Patchin' up clothes, wearin' them twice, in this life, nothing comes with a price
Sitting in the dark, savin' on the light, in our silent world, we stand to fight
Just shadows to them, are we just names never called
Background players in their world, standing tall
Their future, so neat and bright, but for us, it's a different fight
Out here, trying to claim our right
Turning off the heat, just to save a dime, in our world, it's a steep climb
Empty fridges, echoing halls, against life's tides, we're making calls
Dollar by dollar, stretching the thread, in the whispers of the night, we forge ahead
Dreams on layaway, hope on the shelf, in this game, we're by ourself
Skipping meals, just to make rent, on these streets, our will's not bent
In the city's heart, we're the pulse, unseen, in the grander scheme, we're the force
Are we whispers, voices unheeded, as we meet what's needed
Their grand plans, high and neat, none for our street
Here we are, still on our feet, in their grand defeat
Stand tall, at the end of their scheme, our dream, not just a theme
In life's rhythm, in our unyielding fight
We're here, shining bright, claiming our right, in plain sight