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905 Moore Street — Block Beats Loud 1 by Moeblack3

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905 Moore Street — Block Beats Loud 1 by Moeblack3 - Hip-Hop (Boom-Bap/Trap Hybrid),Male Lead, Female A music cover art

905 Moore Street — Block Beats Loud 1

Hip-Hop (Boom-Bap/Trap Hybrid),Male Lead, Female A

0:003:27
Lyrics
Description
[Intro]
Porch lights blink like watchful, tired eyes,
Cigarette ash skates slow where the night lies.
Pinky's cologne—citrus, leather, cheap cologne haze (Pinky: ha!),
Neil's toolbox clicks—metal prayers in late-night ways.
Cards whisper names where the spade table breathes,
Toya's laugh like rain that wets the sheets at three.
This is the street where the stories don't sleep,
905 on the corner keeps the secrets to keep.
[Verse 1]
Came from dirty south, suitcase full of used dreams,
Small-town whispers, snitches slither through seams.
The house on Moore holds the ones who never bowed—
Pinky with a grin, velvet laugh, crowd loud.
Neil’s hands fix anything, metal sings in his palm (Neil: click-click),
Steve’s eyes learned the game before he learned to calm.
Wendy spits truth in a voice rough as gravel,
Josh throws jokes like stones when he's feeling unstable.
[Pre-Chorus]
Porch light flickers—somebody's always awake,
The block hums low, our names hang in the wake.
[Chorus]
905 — block beats loud (905 — block beats loud)
905 — block beats loud (we don't back down)
905 — block beats loud (905 — block beats loud)
905 — we don't back down
[Verse 2]
Late-night spades, cards cut the air like cold knives,
Smoke loops slow, the radio keeps our lives.
Pinky's cologne on the couch, cheap bourbon on his breath,
Toya moves like thunder, leaves a wake of regret.
Neil’s toolbox on the step, a symphony of tin and rope,
Wendy's laughter snaps like a switch that won't cope.
Valerie said, "Leave before the sirens learn your name,"
But roots grab deep—this block runs through our vein.
[Chorus]
905 — block beats loud (905 — block beats loud)
905 — block beats loud (we don't back down)
905 — block beats loud (905 — block beats loud)
905 — we don't back down
[Bridge — Narrative Turn]
One night the knock came softer than the radio beat,
Friend turned confession into paper cold and neat.
They took Steve first—steel cuffs, clink of Neil’s box dropped (Neil: oh no),
Pinky laughed too hard, the street record popped.
Valerie's hand on my shoulder, said, "Boy, choose a road," (Valerie: go),
I held my past like a knife I never showed.
If the block is fire, I keep fanning the flame,
But every ember knows a name—and a price to claim.
[Chorus — Variation]
905 — block beats loud (hear it in the night)
905 — block beats loud (we keep up the fight)
905 — block beats loud (voices in the crowd)
905 — we don't back down
[Outro]
So if you want the truth, come listen past the lights,
905 Moore Street keeps our wrongs and rights.
Porch lights wink—another hand deals the cards we draw,
We laugh, we lose, we live—this block is all we saw.
[Ad-libs & Character Tags]
(Pinky: Ha! You know how we do.)
(Neil: Tools. Fix it. Move on.)
(Toya: Ooh—keep it up, baby.)
(Wendy: Say it loud or say nothing.)
[Production Notes]
Tempo: 94 BPM — boom-bap foundation with modern trap hi-hats and 808 punch.
Hook: haunting vocal sample layered under the chorus, short repeated phrase "905 — block beats"