Lyrics

Harry’s Bar” (Jazz Rap Edition)
written by you + Zion
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[Intro – half-sung, half-spoken, lazy swing]
Yeah… it all goes down in Harry’s Bar
Low lights, high stakes, same old scars
If we were meant to be, you’d still be near
But you dipped out quick, disappeared
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[Verse 1 – slick delivery, almost spoken word]
Still smell the lemon, gin on your breath
Left your name like smoke, hangin’ in my chest
Your laugh? Still loopin’ like a broken set
I keep your ghost spinnin’ on vinyl—bet
La Isla Bonita playin’ low-low
You mouthed the words real slow though
“Last night I dreamt of San Pedro…”
Then dipped in the light like a cameo
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[Pre-Chorus – spoken cool, teasing flow]
Kept glancin’ back like the past gon’ bite
Sayin’ “I don’t want problems”—but you just might
‘Cause ain’t nobody linger that long for closure
You still feel me in the air like a leftover
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[Chorus – swagger jazz swing, catchy AF]
I got dreams bigger than this bar light
Moves louder than your midnight rewrite
You had your shot, missed left and right
Now I ride with the ones who match my flight
I don’t sit where the stuck ones are
I toast to the sky, not a half-closed heart
So sip your shame in a smoky jar
I don’t wait down in Harry’s Bar
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[Verse 2 – rap flow, sharper tone]
You pulled up loud like you owned the scene
Talkin’ like a king with a paper ring
But who the fuck—
and who gassed you up
Made you think you’re clashing when I’m levels up?
I dropped truth, and you blinked, all shook
Like honesty’s a trap, like I’m the crook
Nah—I ain’t cruel, I just kept it clean
But real talk don’t land where ego leans
This ain’t chess, it’s couture
And I don’t wear doubt, not anymore
So take your pride, pour it neat
I serve silence, cold and bittersweet
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[Bridge – jazzy break, spoken low]
Maybe in a parallel scene, late night dream
You’d say the things before you leave
But I don’t linger in maybe’s or might’ve been
I’m chasing stars, I ain’t chasing men
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[Final Chorus – smoother, more bite]
I got dreams bigger than this bar light
Goals that burn in the edge of twilight
You stayed soft, I turned steel-tight
Now I toast alone with my future in sight
No more ghosts in my repertoire
I glide past guilt in a getaway car