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letra de ankle fire - rodney tinker

verse 1]
i wake up to a charger buzzin’ on the nightstand
plastic cuff kissin’ my skin like a cheap brand
curfew like a shotgun sermon in my ear
“be home by nine, boy, or we’ll make you disappear.”i pace the living room like a lion in a cage
kitchen clock chewing seconds, gnawin’ at my rage
i ain’t perfect, h-ll, i’m barely even polite
but i’m still a man, not a blip in their satellite
every block got eyes, every street got t–th
every turn i take got a barcode underneath
i try to play nice for the neighbors and the priest
but the monitor’s a leash, and i’m the mean-ass beast
i got an ankle halo from the county, baby
blinkin’ like a d-mn star, callin’ me crazy
tell the law to quit breathin’ down my spine
i ain’t your dog, i won’t heel or whine
yeah, this bracelet sings when i cross the line
beep-beep, motherf-cker, you’re doin’ just fine
i’m a walking dot on a cop shop map
still livin’, still sinnin’, still talkin’ back
[verse 2]
parole man smiles like a crocodile in a suit
says, “make me proud,” i say, “i ain’t your recruit.”
i take the bus to work, weld sparks in my eyes
clock in, clock out, count truths, count lies
lunch break on the curb, swallow pride with the fries
i’m sober like a graveyard, still drunk on the skies.dreams try to run, but the cord yanks tight,house-arrest horizon, same color every night
neighbors think i’m dangerous ‘cause the cops swing by
but i mow my mama’s yard and keep the porch light dry
i ain’t holy, i ain’t gentle, but i pay my rent
what the h-ll’s redemption if the tracking’s permanent?
[chorus]
i got an ankle halo from the county, baby
blinkin’ like a d-mn star, callin’ me crazy
tell the law to quit breathin’ down my spine
i ain’t your dog, i won’t heel or whine
yeah, this bracelet sings when i cross the line
beep-beep, motherf-cker, you’re doin’ just fine
i’m a walking dot on a cop shop map
still livin’, still sinnin’, still talkin’ back

[bridge]
there’s a part of me that wants to set the sunrise on fire
scream at the towers, “come down, you wiretappin’ liars!”
but i got a sister who believes i’ll make it through
got a nephew who wears my hat like it’s brand-new
so i swallow that bomb and i spit out a spark
count down the minutes in the ankle’s bark
this ain’t freedom, it’s a plastic purgatory ring
but my heartbeat’s a drummer that still wants to sing

[verse 3]
i remember the last night before this tethered life
burnin’ rubber on the highway, kissin’ trouble like a wife
thought i was invincible, thought i’d never break
but iron bites hard when you’re the one who made the mistake
they say men like me don’t change, we just hide
like rust under paint on a late-night ride
but i’m trying, goddammit, with my hands and my t–th
to build somethin’ steady underneath this grief
[breakdown]
i’m not your pinocchio, i’m not your pet
i’m a battered, stubborn, stubborn sunset
i’m a bad line in your good report
a free man writin’ poems from a twitching port
beep if you want—beep till i die
i’ll still look the blue light straight in the eye

[chorus]
i got an ankle halo from the county, baby
blinkin’ like a d-mn star, callin’ me crazy
tell the law to quit breathin’ down my spine
i ain’t your dog

[verse 4]
sometimes i joke with the shadow on my leg
“whatcha want tonight, boy? another mile, another beg?”
i dance in the kitchen, pots bang like drums
laugh ‘til the ceiling shakes, scare off the glums
call my girl on the phone, she says, “be good,”
i say, “i’m tryin’, baby, like a storm behaves wood.”
we plan a run to the beach when this sh-t’s undone
she’ll paint my name on the tide with the tip of her tongue

[bridge 2]
officer, i get it, you got a job to do
but i ain’t a spreadsheet, i ain’t a bar code blue
i’m a cracked-road hymn with a stubborn refrain
a mud-caked soul that still dances in the rain
i’ll keep my head down, keep my hands clean
but i won’t let this plastic tell me who i’ve been
[chant]
up with the heartbeat, down with the chain
up with the sunlight, down with the stain
up with the work boots grinding the street
down with the chorus that says i’m beat

[chorus]
i got an ankle halo from the county, baby
blinkin’ like a d-mn star, callin’ me crazy
tell the law to quit breathin’ down my spine
i ain’t your dog, i won’t heel or whine
yeah, this bracelet sings when i cross the line
beep-beep, motherf-cker, you’re doin’ just fine
i’m a walking dot on a cop shop map
still livin’, still sinnin’, still talkin’ back

[outro]
one day this shackle’s gonna cough out a sigh
unlock like a mercy i won’t let pass by
i’ll step into the street with the sun on my feet
no beeps, no pings, just a wide-open beat
till then i’ll breathe, i’ll work, i’ll swear
i’ll hold my ground in this neon snare
yeah, they track me, tag me, call me a case—
but i’m still here, still me, still takin’ up sp-ce

- rodney tinker

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