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vanny goodfella - growing up in dirty jersey كلمات أغنية

intro
(ah_ah) yeah, yeah, dirty jersey, ha

verse 1
skippin’ class for late_night hustle, corner store neon glow
concrete dreams and busted ceilings, still we keep it on the low
kids from suss_x think thеy earned it, claim the namе they never grew
real ones know the trash and glory, smell of salt and avenue
elizabeth to newark, echoes under railroad hum
old bars, new tattoos, every night another drum
used to scr_pe for every dollar, now we stack and keep it clean
but you can’t scrub the story off the corners of this scene

pre_chorus
they call us dirty like it’s shame, we wear it like a crown
trash bags full of memories but still we hold this town
hear the laughter, hear the grit, hear the mothers prayin’ loud
we been broken, we been blessed, we still standin’ proud

chorus (hook)
i grew up in dirty jersey, streets taught me how to move
city lights and busted highways, mama told me stayin’ true
dirty jersey, we the stories that the city never knew
from the block to the boardwalk, we survive, we come through
verse 2
boardwalk nights, cheap perfume, love that glows then fades away
neon signs and corner fights, growin’ up in shades of grey
new yorkers dropped some garbage, yeah, but we rearranged the view
turned the struggle into rhythm, and the rhythm into truth
girls with chipped red lipstick, boys with pockets half undone
we learned fast, we learned hard, learned to laugh when day’s done
middle class kids frontin’ hard, sittin’ pretty on their fence
but the real dirt’s in the stories and the scars that make sense

bridge
hold my name up in the alley where the rain keeps fallin’ slow
every step i took was heavy, every step helped me grow
dirty streets taught me hustle, dirty nights taught me how to sing
now the city hears my voice and the chorus starts to ring

chorus (hook) — variation with ad_libs
i grew up in dirty jersey, streets taught me how to move, (yeah)
city lights and busted highways, mama told me stayin’ true, (stay true)
dirty jersey, we the stories that the city never knew, (whoa)
from the block to the boardwalk, we survive, we come through. (we come through)

outro
(ah) we from dirty jersey, not ashamed to show the scars
we made diamonds from the gravel, turned our nights into stars
dirty jersey, yeah, we home

- vanny goodfella

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