Полуночный Джаз-Рэп (Спокойный Хип-Хоп)

Midnight on the clock, rain falling on the glass Watching memories fade, watching the time pass I think about my childhood, running through the yard Before the world showed us life was incredibly hard We had hoop dreams, wishing for a pair of new kicks Now we dodging the drama and political tricks The streetlights flicker, casting shadows on the wall I try to catch my balance, making sure I never fall It’s just me and the microphone, confessing my sins Trying to find where the pain ends and healing begins. In the still of the night, when the city sleeps That’s when the soul cries, that’s when the memory weeps Just a poet in the dark, writing verses in the rain Trying to find a little peace in a world of pain. I lost friends to the system, friends to the street Now they voices echo inside of this jazz beat It’s a heavy burden, carrying the weight of the block Time is ticking away, I’m staring at the clock But I keep pushing forward, leaving a legacy behind Searching for some clarity, trying to free my mind Let the sax blow, let the upright bass ride I got nothing to hide, just this feeling inside. In the still of the night, when the city sleeps That’s when the soul cries, that’s when the memory weeps Just a poet in the dark, writing verses in the rain Trying to find a little peace in a world of pain.