Des Moines in My Chest

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[Intro] Yeah, Lalo Des Moines, Iowa Bresley, Rocco One more round [Verse 1] Clock in before the sunrise, steel-toe on the floor Forklifts beep behind me, pallets by the door Tape gun in my hand, but my mind stays sharp Every box I move today puts food in the cart I learned to keep my balance when the pressure gets loud Take a hit, breathe deep, never fold in a crowd Heavy bag in the garage, wraps beside the sink I train after the shift while the whole block sleeps [Pre-Chorus] Calluses on my fingers, sweat beneath my shirt I’m building something solid from the hours that hurt [Chorus] I’m Lalo, I fight for the people at home From the warehouse floor to the cage, I’m grown Bresley’s got our future, Rocco guards the hall I carry Des Moines with me every time I brawl One life, one family, one shot to make it count I’ll work through the doubt till the lights go out [Verse 2] Bresley’s got a little heartbeat growing inside We talk about the crib and the names we like She says, “Come back safe,” before I leave the room That promise hits harder than any right hand thrown Rocco hears the keys and starts pacing by the stairs Big head on my knee like he knows I’m scared He don’t care about the rankings or the Friday night crowd He just wants me back through the front door now [Pre-Chorus] There’s a sonogram picture tucked under my phone A reminder every mile that I’m not fighting alone [Chorus] I’m Lalo, I fight for the people at home From the warehouse floor to the cage, I’m grown Bresley’s got our future, Rocco guards the hall I carry Des Moines with me every time I brawl One life, one family, one shot to make it count I’ll work through the doubt till the lights go out [Bridge] If I win, it’s for the rent and the room we’re making If I lose, I come back with the same heart blazing No shortcut, no silver spoon, no easy road Just a warehouse badge and a dream I hold [Final Chorus] I’m Lalo, I fight for the people at home With a baby on the way, I’ve got more to show Bresley by my side, Rocco by the wall I carry Des Moines with me every time I brawl One life, one family, one shot to make it count I’ll work through the doubt till the lights go out [Outro] Clock in, lace up, answer when they call Lalo keeps standing after every fall Des Moines in my chest, family in my soul Bresley, Rocco, baby—we’re ready to roll