Kente Cloth Concrete

[Verse 1]
My gele's coming undone, the rain has blurred the street,
Just the sound of the 176 and the rhythm of my own feet.
They say this city's threadbare, all grey and torn apart,
But they ain't seen the patterns we're stitching in the dark.

[Chorus]
Kente cloth on concrete, omo, that's the pattern here,
Woven in the laughter, tailored to hide the fear.
Kente cloth on concrete, a beauty they can't see,
Draped across the shoulders of my chosen family.

[Verse 2]
I see Remi's light is on, third floor of the block,
He's patching up the frayed bits, racing 'gainst the clock.
Told me yesterday his big plan's a delicate design,
Another asphalt garden flower breaking through the line.

[Chorus]
Kente cloth on concrete, omo, that's the pattern here,
Woven in the laughter, tailored to hide the fear.
Kente cloth on concrete, a beauty they can't see,
Draped across the shoulders of my chosen family.

[Bridge]
Let the rain pour down, let it try to wash away,
This fabric's dyed too deep now, Aso wa is here to stay.

[Outro]
The needle's in my pocket.
Tomorrow, we stitch again.