[Intro: Relly]
Ayo, it's Relly — Lil Gmon, Mixo Gee, Vox on the back
BX tone, tremont nights, Grand Concourse crack
We ain't here to start nothing — we here to expose fake
Five Trey loudmouths, we gon' make the tape break (Ayo)
[Verse 1: Relly]
From Fordham to Westchester, 3-train chatter, grime in my sneaker
I lace the verse with tremor, BX breath, heartbeat deeper
Young Troy — paper king, thin crown, counterfeit gold
Talk big on block corners, but we see the seams hold
Young Fro — all splash, no depth, puddle wave on parade
When the real step out, y'all fold like cheap arcade
Lil Tyrone — billboard dreams, basement seams
Lil Sticky — sticky talk, can't stick to the scheme
We move like winter on the Grand Concourse — cold, precise
Lines cut like subway winds, we saying real, not nice
Respect the ones gone — Double Grahh, Za G — names hold weight
Rest up, legends in the ledger, we keep that slate straight
[Hook: Lil Gmon]
BX crown, we on the mount, feel the city echo
5 Trey chatter run thin when the real come retro
Fordham nights, Yankee lights, we own the sound
Relly and the crew, we run the BX crown (run it)
BX crown, BX crown — repeat 'til they know
We ain't violent on the mic, we violent with the flow
[Verse 2: Mixo Gee]
I slide triplets on the beat, cold 808 slide
Like Kay days, dd’ vibe — energy wide
Hunts Point hustle, Soundview spit, we narrate the map
You flex on timelines, but we live where the traps snap
Lil Sticky say he steady, but his paper's photocopy
Lil Tyrone on the cameo — cameo, not a body
Young Fro talk like thunder, end up light drizzle
We storm the set with verbs that sizzle
Ayo, Relly on the chorus, we keep it concrete
No threats, just bars — watch the rivals deplete
[Bridge: Vox]
From the BX we rise — ashphalt roses, neon skies
We hustle in sunsets where the city never lies
Shout to the fallen — Double Grahh, Za G — forever in the lane
We carry your cadence, replay your name
(Ad-libs: Woo, grrah, ayo, skrrt)
[Verse 3: Relly]
I paint scenes — Tremont stoop, corner light flickers
We turn chatter to silence, clock ticks, rumor withers
5 Trey loud, but their echo hollow, voice on repeat
We stack respect like subway cards, heavy, concrete
No shots called out, we shut shows down, BX crown on our chest
We win through presence, through craft, through manifest
Young Troy, Young Fro, Lil Tyrone, Lil Sticky — check the ledger
We exposed the gloss, peeled the seams, showed the measure
[Hook: Lil Gmon — Repeat]
BX crown, we on the mount, feel the city echo
5 Trey chatter run thin when the real come retro
Fordham nights, Yankee lights, we own the sound
Relly and the crew, we run the BX crown (run it)
BX crown, BX crown — repeat 'til they know
We ain't violent on the mic, we violent with the flow
[Outro: All / Call & Response]
Relly: BX crown, we hold it down — (Lil Gmon: Hold it down!)
Mixo Gee: Streets talk, but hearts listen — (Vox: Hearts listen!)
Lil Gmon: Rest to the real, salute to the fallen — (All: Rest up!)
Vox: 3-train
