NO SLEEP ON THIS STREET.

Lyrics

[INTRO] City’s loud… I’m wide awake. No crown. No leash. No clean escape. Midnight… hear the concrete breathe. 1… 2… 3… 4! [VERSE 1] I was raised by flickering lights and broken speakers, parking lots, backstreet saints and midnight dreamers. They told me, “behave.” I heard, “stay small.” They told me, “stay quiet.” I heard nothing at all. You want a label, a number, a reason. I’m the static in your system, changing with the season. If the door stays locked, I’m coming through the frame. Not because I need your spotlight. I just came to say my name. [PRE-CHORUS] Hands up. Don’t fold. Don’t freeze. Same old lies don’t bring me peace. We’re not lost. You just can’t read the map beneath our feet. [CHORUS] NO SLEEP ON THIS STREET. We bite back. We don’t retreat. You can shout. You can preach. You still won’t move our feet. NO SLEEP ON THIS STREET. Turn the fear into heat. Say my name. Feel the beat. NO SLEEP ON THIS STREET. [VERSE 2] I’m the crack in the glass, the glitch behind the mask. You want answers nice and clean? I was born to ask. Who wins when every kid gets told, “Just wait your turn”? I learned young: some bridges disappear before they burn. They sell dreams in little boxes, price tags on the side. Tell you who you’re supposed to be before you even try. I don’t need a throne. I need somewhere to stand. A kick drum in my chest and my future in my hands. [PRE-CHORUS 2] Hear that? That’s the crowd in my chest. Every “stay where you belong” just fuels the rest. If you want us on our knees… look up. We’re already standing where the lightning struck. [CHORUS] NO SLEEP ON THIS STREET. We bite back. We don’t retreat. You can shout. You can preach. You still won’t move our feet. NO SLEEP ON THIS STREET. Turn the fear into heat. Say my name. Feel the beat. NO SLEEP ON THIS STREET. [VERSE 3] I’ve been down where the city forgets your name, where good advice starts sounding like another chain. They say, “be realistic.” I say, “watch me.” I’ve spent enough of my life being what you wanted me to be. Every rumor. Every bill. Every door in my face. Every time somebody smiled while putting me back in my place. I kept them. Turned them into rhythm. Turned the pressure into sound. Now every thing that tried to bury me is shaking underground. No deal. No hush. No “yes, sir.” No rush. I’m not your product. Not your proof. Not another disappearing youth. And when the night gets loud… we get louder than that. Two voices. One spark. And the whole street answers back. [BRIDGE] Take the man out of the city… the city stays inside. Change the street. Change the name. There are things you cannot hide. We don’t owe you silence. We don’t owe you calm. You can kill the microphone… the street will carry on. [BREAK] No sleep. No sleep. NO SLEEP. Not tonight. [FINAL CHORUS] NO SLEEP ON THIS STREET. We bite back. We don’t retreat. You can shout. You can preach. WE STILL WON’T MOVE OUR FEET. NO SLEEP ON THIS STREET. Turn the fear into heat. Say my name. Feel the beat. NO SLEEP ON THIS STREET. No sleep! No sleep! NO SLEEP ON THIS STREET! [OUTRO] City’s loud… still wide awake. No crown. No leash. Nothing left to fake. One… two… three… FOUR! NO SLEEP! NO SLEEP! NO SLEEP ON THIS STREET! NO SLEEP! NO SLEEP! NO— SLEEP— ON— THIS— STREET! Est