[Intro]
Sirens wailing, bottles breaking, f*ck your peace of mind
Between the velvet ropes and riot lines
[Verse 1]
Champagne in my cup while tear gas fills the street
VIP access while my people can't make ends meet
Daddy built these clubs with calloused hands and broken dreams
Now I'm dancing in 'em while the city f*cking screams
Caught between two worlds like I'm playing both sides
Nightsticks and nightclubs, nowhere left to hide
[Chorus]
Living in the in-between, caught up in the scene
Privilege is a prison that I built with golden keys
Living in the in-between, what the f*ck it mean?
When you party with the devils while your angels bleed
[Verse 2]
Fatima called me fake, said I lost my roots
While I'm sipping Dom P in thousand-dollar boots
But she don't see the war inside my head at night
When police radios mix with bass lines tight
Split identity, cultural schizophrenia
First-class passes to social hysteria
Father's hammer echoes in construction sites
While I chase validation in these neon lights
[Bridge]
Marie-Claire's old tapes still haunting me
Between protest chants and techno beats
Stuck in limbo, where do I belong?
When survival looks like playing along
[Verse 3]
They love our culture but they hate our face
Love our rhythm but they fear our rage
Dancing through trauma like it's therapy
Each party night's an identity crisis for me
Complicit in the system that I claim to fight
But revolution hits different in black and white
Caught between the streets and penthouse views
Paying dues while I'm breaking all the rules
[Outro]
Sirens fading, sun is rising, still can't find peace
Between the velvet ropes and these concrete streets
Privilege is a prison, and I hold the keys
But freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Lys Vert - Nightstick Lyrics
Lys Vert - Nightstick Lyrics
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English
[Intro]
Sirens wailing, bottles breaking, f*ck your peace of mind
Between the velvet ropes and riot lines
[Verse 1]
Champagne in my cup while tear gas fills the street
VIP access while my people can't make ends meet
Daddy built these clubs with calloused hands and broken dreams
Now I'm dancing in 'em while the city f*cking screams
Caught between two worlds like I'm playing both sides
Nightsticks and nightclubs, nowhere left to hide
[Chorus]
Living in the in-between, caught up in the scene
Privilege is a prison that I built with golden keys
Living in the in-between, what the f*ck it mean?
When you party with the devils while your angels bleed
[Verse 2]
Fatima called me fake, said I lost my roots
While I'm sipping Dom P in thousand-dollar boots
But she don't see the war inside my head at night
When police radios mix with bass lines tight
Split identity, cultural schizophrenia
First-class passes to social hysteria
Father's hammer echoes in construction sites
While I chase validation in these neon lights
[Bridge]
Marie-Claire's old tapes still haunting me
Between protest chants and techno beats
Stuck in limbo, where do I belong?
When survival looks like playing along
[Verse 3]
They love our culture but they hate our face
Love our rhythm but they fear our rage
Dancing through trauma like it's therapy
Each party night's an identity crisis for me
Complicit in the system that I claim to fight
But revolution hits different in black and white
Caught between the streets and penthouse views
Paying dues while I'm breaking all the rules
[Outro]
Sirens fading, sun is rising, still can't find peace
Between the velvet ropes and these concrete streets
Privilege is a prison, and I hold the keys
But freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Sirens wailing, bottles breaking, f*ck your peace of mind
Between the velvet ropes and riot lines
[Verse 1]
Champagne in my cup while tear gas fills the street
VIP access while my people can't make ends meet
Daddy built these clubs with calloused hands and broken dreams
Now I'm dancing in 'em while the city f*cking screams
Caught between two worlds like I'm playing both sides
Nightsticks and nightclubs, nowhere left to hide
[Chorus]
Living in the in-between, caught up in the scene
Privilege is a prison that I built with golden keys
Living in the in-between, what the f*ck it mean?
When you party with the devils while your angels bleed
[Verse 2]
Fatima called me fake, said I lost my roots
While I'm sipping Dom P in thousand-dollar boots
But she don't see the war inside my head at night
When police radios mix with bass lines tight
Split identity, cultural schizophrenia
First-class passes to social hysteria
Father's hammer echoes in construction sites
While I chase validation in these neon lights
[Bridge]
Marie-Claire's old tapes still haunting me
Between protest chants and techno beats
Stuck in limbo, where do I belong?
When survival looks like playing along
[Verse 3]
They love our culture but they hate our face
Love our rhythm but they fear our rage
Dancing through trauma like it's therapy
Each party night's an identity crisis for me
Complicit in the system that I claim to fight
But revolution hits different in black and white
Caught between the streets and penthouse views
Paying dues while I'm breaking all the rules
[Outro]
Sirens fading, sun is rising, still can't find peace
Between the velvet ropes and these concrete streets
Privilege is a prison, and I hold the keys
But freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Writer: Ivan J.
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC