🎙️ FULL LYRICS – Liquid Soul x Earth Blues x Gospel Rooted Flow (Intro – lo-fi guitar strum + dusty vinyl crackle) 🎶 Ain’t no shame in the dirt… That’s where the joy got its roots. Let’s go. (Verse 1) They talk clean praise, I talk muddy truth, Where the breakbeat bang got blues for proof. EZ step through a backdoor hymn, With a gospel hum and a soul-stained grin. My joy don’t come from gold or shine, It come from loss I made divine. Clap ain’t polished — it cracked and bare, But the love still loud in the snare. (Chorus) 🎶 Dirt in my joy — I wear it proud, Liquid soul swingin’ through a weathered crowd. Bassline bruised, but the groove stay true, You don’t need clean hands when the heart come through. 🎶 🎶 Dirt in my joy — don’t need to hide, Stains on my steps but a song inside. I dance with the dust, not above or coy, I praise with the pain and the dirt in my joy. 🎶 (Verse 2) Got scars in my shuffle, ache in my knees, But I still glide like the wind through trees. This ain’t fake light — this the slow burn grace, Found in the cracks where the beat leaves space. EZ don’t float — I stomp with soul, Turntin’ my guilt into bassline gold. Ain’t ashamed of the mud in my lane — That’s how you know the joy was earned from pain. (Bridge – Spoken / Shouted) Don’t you clean me up. Let me dance raw. I’m joy in the mud. And that’s more gospel than law. (Final Chorus – Choir Grit + Liquid Lift) 🎶 Dirt in my joy — rhythm ain’t fake, Snare hit soft like a heartbreak ache. But the loop come round and I still deploy, My dance got truth in the dirt of my joy. 🎶 🎶 Dirt in my joy — don’t wash me new, Just let me shine how the wounded do. Drum still holy, beat still boy — I found my God in the dirt of joy. 🎶
