[00:28.320]Neon lights reflecting in these puddles on the ground[00:32.760]Every shadow on these streets has stories to be found[00:37.110]They saidI'd never be nothing, just a product of the pain[00:41.880]But these city scars embedded deep are running through my veins[00:47.040]Mama worked two shifts just to keep the lights on[00:51.150]Daddy's ghost still hanging in the hallway whenhe's gone[00:56.370]We were statistics waiting, numbers in thesystem's game[01:00.930]But fire in our bellies burned a different kind of flame[01:04.950]This is my ground, my sacred street[01:10.170]The rhythm in my heartbeat[01:11.370]From the bottom to the sky[01:13.560]No more living life a lie[01:15.960]Thisconcrete's where I stand[01:18.240]With my future in my hands[01:24.210]They tried to write our narrative in somebodyelse's ink[01:28.620]Told us who to be and what to feel and how to think[01:33.780]Butwe're the architects designing our own fate[01:38.010]Turning all their prejudice into something truly great[01:42.750]I remember crying in the bathroom after school[01:47.100]Trying to wash away the words that made me feel a fool[01:51.900]But every single scar became a medal I had earned[01:56.610]Every lesson that I suffered is a lesson that I learned[01:59.190]This is my ground, my sacred street[02:05.400]The rhythm in my heartbeat[02:07.470]From the bottom to the sky[02:10.110]No more living life a lie[02:12.150]Thisconcrete's where I stand[02:14.370]With my future in my hands[02:20.880]The sirens sing our lullaby[02:22.680]Beneath thecity's watchful eye[02:25.110]We're rising up,we're breaking free[02:27.480]The people thatwe're meant to be[02:30.810]And in the struggle we have found[02:33.600]Ourliberation's sacred sound