Florida Steel Yard cover art

Florida Steel Yard

by adam vachon

AI-generated Rap song · 3:12 · 10 plays · 2 likes

Lyrics

Verse 1
In the yard, we learn quick
Who eats, who bleeds
Hot concrete, cold eyes
Hands full of needs
Make a blade from scrap
Keep your mouth shut tight
One wrong look, one wrong word
Could end your night

Pre-Chorus
And the gate don't care
What you came here with
Street math turns to cell math
Every day is grit
You stack a little food
Trade it for a hit
Same trap, same script
Same hollow kick

Chorus
Stuck in the system
Stuck in the system
Same chain, same sentence
Same chain, same sentence
Dealers run the block
Then they run the tier
Users take the fall
And they disappear

Verse 2
Moldy trays in the bin
I flip mine for a pack
A juice, a soup, a stamp
Anything I can stack
Call it hustling pain
Call it staying alive
When the week feels stolen
You learn to improvise
But the man who moved the poison
He gets the crown
He was king on the corner
Now he rules this town

Pre-Chorus
And the judge don't see
What the hole inside
A hooked-up kid
And a caged-up life
Some get years for a habit
Some get praise for the same
Same fire in the barrel
Different face, different name

Chorus
Stuck in the system
Stuck in the system
Same chain, same sentence
Same chain, same sentence
Dealers run the block
Then they run the tier
Users take the fall
And they disappear

Bridge
I seen brothers turn wolves
For a packet and pride
Seen good men fold
Just to make one more night
If the streets made the wound
Then the cell kept score
And the ones who sold the hurt
Still ask for more

Final Chorus
Stuck in the system
Stuck in the system
Same chain, same sentence
Same chain, same sentence
Dealers run the block
Then they run the tier
Users take the fall
And they disappear
Stuck in the system
Stuck in the system
No fair hand dealt
Just a locked-up fear

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