91st Street

Down below the street In between the stations There's a lost lost world that's more than a legend They came from Grand Concourse, came from Pelham Bay Park A ghost rarely seen, a phantom of art Well they closed down the station back in 1959 Then they whitewashed the cars; spraypainted trains no longer ran the line But though the writers lost the trains they won the world And now the platform is a canvas for graffiti from above No need to shove Just paint with love On 91st street On 91st street In between the stations take a look the next time you ride the 1 train Past 91st street Past 91st street Trap, Dez, Daze, Dondi, Min One and Malta You don't have to try hard or put your ear to the wall to Hear the music that they're making and the space that they are taking Underground that's how it is, just some kids, Iz The Wiz If you want to play the game you gotta pinch your own paint Cause only rich kids pay and this world's not for saints And the value of your work won't be found on an auction block It's what they say about the style of your piece Move your feet Lose the heat On 91st street On 91st street In between the stations take a look the next time you ride the 1 train Past 91st street Past 91st street STRUGGLE BUILDS SOUL