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Crown on My Brow 2 by Curtis

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Crown on My Brow 2

Hip Hop,Any Vocals

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Lyrics
Description
[Intro]
(Spoken, low) Midnight city, concrete choir — listen.
Yeah, uh, we been foldin' maps, now we map the climb.
Ad-libs: yeah — rise — come on — listen.
[Verse 1]
Late shift, cheap coffee, rent due on the table,
Phone buzzin' like a metronome remindin' I'm not able —
But I write like I'm a builder, layin' bricks with syllables,
Sleepless nights, pen and mic, turning scraps into miracles.
Mama said keep your head, watch the stairs not the ceiling,
Coach said "Practice the pause," find the space for the feeling.
Subway roars underfoot, neon flickers like a heartbeat,
I count the losses, stack the lessons — every setback's a seed.
Internal rhyme: grind and grind, mind aligned with the hustle,
I move like quiet thunder, soft steps, heavy muscle.
[Pre-Chorus]
We rise — yeah, feel that echo in the alleyways.
We rise — (call) crown feels heavy but it paves the way.
Tag: say it with me — "we rise!"
[Chorus]
Crown on my brow, never fall (never fall),
From back-alleys to stages, we answer the call.
Lights hit the night, shadows make the story tall,
We trade the silence for a shout — break the wall.
(Call-and-response) Crown on my brow — (Crown on my brow)
We keep pushin' — from the lowest lows to the front row now.
[Verse 2]
Check this ledger: late fees, missed meals, colder winters,
I learned to stitch a future out of torn up posters and splinters.
First open-mic, first nod, first dollar in my palm,
A mentor said "Don't sell your pain cheap — sell your calm."
Paper thin curtains, city lights paint the ceiling blue,
I scribble life on napkins, cookin' verses like stew.
Rhyme schemes double back, like a heartbeat in stereo,
I flip the script on the debt collectors and the pharaohs.
Multisyllabic hooks, internal looks at the skyline,
I take the small wins, stack 'em like an underground shrine.
[Pre-Chorus]
We rise — yeah, echo louder than the fear.
We rise — (call) feel the weight, turn it into a gear.
Ad-libs: we rise — come on — grind.
[Chorus]
Crown on my brow, never fall (stand tall),
From back-alleys to stages, we answer the call.
Lights hit the night, shadows make the story tall,
We trade the silence for a shout — break the wall.
(Call-and-response) Crown on my brow — (Crown on my brow)
We keep pushin' — from the lowest lows to the front row now.
[Bridge]
City lights paint the ceiling, dreams on replay at 3AM,
I hear a voicemail from the past sayin' "Boy, remember when..."
When there was only hunger and a list of unpaid bills,
Now my name echoes down corridors and empty tills get filled.
Flashback: winter coat, hum of the radiator, crumbs for supper,
Now it's backstage passes, warm applause, weight of wonder.
Crown's heavy but it's chosen — it's a ledger of the climb,
Every scared-up lyric is a line on my design.
[Chorus — Full]
Crown on my brow, never fall (never fall),
From back-alleys to stages, we answer the call.
Lights hit the night, shadows make the story tall,
We trade the silence for a shout — break the wall.
(Call-and-response) Crown on my brow — (Crown