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[Verse]
Rows of bricks, grime, but hearts beat strong,
Whispers in the street, but them tales all wrong,
Playground in the middle, laughter like a song,
Swings and slides live where trouble ain't belong.
[Verse]
Graffiti art gallery, each tag a tale,
Voices heard loud, though the walls seem frail,
Kids chasing dreams on that merry-go-round trail,
Hope's in the breeze, never up for sale.
[Chorus]
Brixton blocks, got a story to tell,
Sculpted from the shadows, where good vibes dwell,
They see the grime, but miss the heart of the spell,
Life in the estate, where everything gels.
[Bridge]
Mr. Patel's shop, the corner's crown jewel,
Treats for the young, wisdom for the fool,
Beneath the surface, a place so cool,
Where unity reigns, that’s the Brixton rule.
[Verse]
Mothers share glances, unspoken trust,
Dudes in the alley, coins in the dust,
But beneath the grime, a layer of just,
In the heart of the estate, community's thrust.
[Chorus]
Brixton blocks, got a story to tell,
Sculpted from the shadows, where good vibes dwell,
They see the grime, but miss the heart of the spell,
Life in the estate, where everything gels.