[Intro: Female]
Such a beautiful ugly place isn't it?
What major dreams, for such minor hearts
These high hope have you floating, while the lows leave you for dead
So many forget where they've come from
What f**ing elitists you've become
There's nothing left for you to see here
Once there was life in these streets..colour, chaos, and now it's all decayed
[Verse 1: Flex The Antihero]
I grew up in the burbs, you front as if you're hood
Hard to say you're living bad, when your situation's good
I came into my own, feel as if I went alone
There was only so much I could take or even would condone
The enemy was me, who would envy what he's seen
Screaming why isn't me, with my face upon the screen
Quite a sight to see, for the fight in me I bleed, it's so genuine and evident I came to intervene
Even as a teen I could sense a bright future
Everything I've seen became so hard to get used to
Now it's my artillery to really paint it vividly you think you'll find a friend inside this game, gotta be kidding me
This industry is literally a step away from hell
Fans are f**ing finicky you're lucky if you sell
Still I go ahead and put my life inside these lines, hoping I'll be soon to see a dollar while I'm counting dimes
See this type of grind, isn't one you can define, or you ever should confine, to an industry of swine
Guess you can't recoup, when you're selling truth, so they keep these candy coated rappers cooped up in the booth
Our view is not the same, as a youth I knew it too, some would look up to a king, I was aiming for his shoes
I was in pursuit trying to find a better view, so a**ume you're in my way if you could see me coming through
Path of an artist trying his hardest to be heard, be honest and I promise they'll be hanging off your words
Standing on the curb, hold my head as I observe, how these others seem to settle simple life inside the burbs
[Outro: Female]
Welcome, to Salem