Lyrics: Miss
Music: Miss
Arranger: Miss
Dusty streets where the wolves prowl, schemes sharpened
Life's roulette, dodgin’ every hollowed cartridge
Graffiti tales on the brick, unspoken scripture
Survival sketchin’ ahood's vivid picture
Citybreathin' through cracked asphalt, heartbeats sync
Corner poets hood rich, ink bleeds on shrink
Copped chainsswingin', ambition in the cut
Money trees grow where the dreams stay shut
Sippin’ liquid gold from chipped cups, hustler’ s code
Dark clouds spit rain, blessings corrode
We rise from the grime, shine through murk
Streetlights pave the way, elevated work
Old heads sit back, weave war stories crisp
Scarred knuckles, history in a clenched fist
Concrete jungles echo with silent screams
Every grain of grit paints shattered dreams
Corner stores stock hopes beneath the neon blink
Cold shoulders turn, famished eyes never blink
Bricks house dreams, plaster cracked with sin
Melancholy melodies play, a violin’ s thin
Struggle stitched in threads of every worn hoodie
Truths untold in the silence of the floody
Resilience rooted deep in theheart's soil
From crumbs to conquests, our blood, sweat, toil