King Von - Block Chronicles (Official Lyrics Video)

King Von - Block Chronicles (Official Lyrics Songs) (Intro – spoken) Yeah… This ain’t just a story, it’s what the block remember… Every corner got a voice, every scar got a name… (Verse 1) I seen the block turn boys into statues of pain, Same playground where we laughed now soaked in the rain, Old heads warned us, but we ignored every sign, Young minds thinking fast, but we running outta time. Corner store lights flicker like they know what we did, Hood dreams buried deep where the concrete is split, Mama praying every night that I make it alive, But the streets got a language where the strong don’t survive. My homie changed faces when the money got involved, Same brother I would die for, now problems get solved, Silence in the hallway when the sirens get close, Every story got a ghost that you never approach. (Hook) This the block chronicles, written in scars, Where love turns cold and we wish on stars, Ain’t no fairy tale, it’s survival and pain, Every smile got a crack, every joy got a chain. We was young with ambition, now we older with trauma, Living fast just to dodge all the drama, If the block could talk, it would scream what we did, Every man got a story he don’t tell as a kid. (Verse 2) I remember late nights, posted under streetlights, Dreams bigger than the hood but we stuck in street fights, Dice games turning tense when the money got thick, One wrong move, now your whole future flick. Trust fragile as glass in a war made of pride, Even angels lose wings on the wrong side of ride, I saw loyalty die in the blink of a deal, Now I question what is fake and what is really real. They say the block don’t change, but it always evolves, New faces, same pain, same problems unresolved, And I learned quick that the love ain’t forever, It’s just a word people use when they want something better. (Hook) This the block chronicles, written in scars, Where love turns cold and we wish on stars, Ain’t no fairy tale, it’s survival and pain, Every smile got a crack, every joy got a chain. We was young with ambition, now we older with trauma, Living fast just to dodge all the drama, If the block could talk, it would scream what we did, Every man got a story he don’t tell as a kid. (Verse 3 – emotional close) Now I walk through my city like a stranger at home, Same streets feel different when you walking alone, I hear echoes of laughter from the days we was pure, Before the money, the guns, and the lies became sure. Some made it out, some became memories quick, Some got lost in the system where the endings are sick, And I’m stuck in between what I was and I am, Trying not to become what I never planned. If I die, let the block tell the truth of my name, Not the rumors, the lies, or the twisted of fame, Just a kid from the corner with a pen and a dream, In a world that was colder than it ever would seem. (Outro – spoken) Block chronicles… Every city got one… 🔖 Hashtags #BlockChronicles #DrillMusic #StreetRap #StoryRap #HipHopStory #CinematicRap #PainMusic #RapStory #UrbanNarrative #TrapStory #RealLifeRap 🏷️ Tags block chronicles, drill rap story, chicago drill inspired, storytelling rap, emotional hip hop song, street narrative rap, survival rap song, dark rap lyrics, cinematic hip hop, gang story rap, real life rap story, pain rap music, trap narrative song