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Intro) (Fast, aggressive hi-hats start immediately, deep sub-bass pulse) Yeah. It’s that cold reality, man. From the Westside to the South, the air gets thin. You claim GD, but you bleed for the precinct. Listen. 904. Watch your circle. (Verse 1) Concrete jungles where the swamp gas rises high Jacksonville streets, where the truth goes to die We broke bread, ate off the same plate, shared the same dreams Now you’re reading statements while I’m stitching up the seams Of a reputation shattered by a tongue that’s loose and slick Used to call me brother, now you’re playing dirty tricks From the Northside trenches to the Southside flow You traded loyalty for a badge, that’s a dangerous road to go You’re a parasite, a leech on the legacy we built Washing off your hands, but you’re drowning in the guilt I see you in the shadows, whispering to the blue Selling out your honor just to slide on through. (Chorus) Yeah, you’re the definition of a lowlife snake A brother in the daylight, but the oath you fake Snitchin’ on the crew, yeah, you’re folding under pressure Selling out the family for a hollow kind of treasure 904 state of mind, we don’t play with rats The truth always surfaces, we don’t need the stats You’re burning bridges, leave the ashes on the floor Ain’t no coming back, don’t you knock upon my door. (Verse 2) Rapid-fire tempo, 164 on the click Heartbeat skipping, man, your story makes me sick How you switch sides, flip the script, play the victim role? You lost your integrity, you sold off your soul It’s the code of the silence, a lesson you forgot You’re looking for a savior, but you’re just a target caught In the web you spun, caught in your own deceit Jacksonville knows, yeah, we own every street You think you’re untouchable, hiding in the station But loyalty is currency, you’re facing inflation Your words are devalued, no credit in the bank You’re sinking like a rock, yeah, you’re losing all your rank. (Outro) (Beat strips back to just the bass kick) Yeah. It’s about the code. Never break it. It’s a long way down when you burn the ground you stand on. 904. Keep your circle tight, keep your secrets closer. We see you. (Fade out)
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Intro) (Fast, aggressive hi-hats start immediately, deep sub-bass pulse) Yeah. It’s that cold reality, man. From the Westside to the South, the air gets thin. You claim GD, but you bleed for the precinct. Listen. 904. Watch your circle. (Verse 1) Concrete jungles where the swamp gas rises high Jacksonville streets, where the truth goes to die We broke bread, ate off the same plate, shared the same dreams Now you’re reading statements while I’m stitching up the seams Of a reputation shattered by a tongue that’s loose and slick Used to call me brother, now you’re playing dirty tricks From the Northside trenches to the Southside flow You traded loyalty for a badge, that’s a dangerous road to go You’re a parasite, a leech on the legacy we built Washing off your hands, but you’re drowning in the guilt I see you in the shadows, whispering to the blue Selling out your honor just to slide on through. (Chorus) Yeah, you’re the definition of a lowlife snake A brother in the daylight, but the oath you fake Snitchin’ on the crew, yeah, you’re folding under pressure Selling out the family for a hollow kind of treasure 904 state of mind, we don’t play with rats The truth always surfaces, we don’t need the stats You’re burning bridges, leave the ashes on the floor Ain’t no coming back, don’t you knock upon my door. (Verse 2) Rapid-fire tempo, 164 on the click Heartbeat skipping, man, your story makes me sick How you switch sides, flip the script, play the victim role? You lost your integrity, you sold off your soul It’s the code of the silence, a lesson you forgot You’re looking for a savior, but you’re just a target caught In the web you spun, caught in your own deceit Jacksonville knows, yeah, we own every street You think you’re untouchable, hiding in the station But loyalty is currency, you’re facing inflation Your words are devalued, no credit in the bank You’re sinking like a rock, yeah, you’re losing all your rank. (Outro) (Beat strips back to just the bass kick) Yeah. It’s about the code. Never break it. It’s a long way down when you burn the ground you stand on. 904. Keep your circle tight, keep your secrets closer. We see you. (Fade out)
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