2024-04-19
Lyrics
Dodging the shots, I rise and I grind, I'm one with the line [Verse Two: The Street's Narrator] Struggle is real, and time is divine Ghetto's narrative, ever entwined I just been ducking these crimes, baby Eyes on the prize, gotta survive Street's orchestration, the vibe, baby Watch how we hustling sly Now we ain't asking for more, we're taking Bright as the fire in night Back in the blocks, where futures are blind Concrete throne, where kings are overthrown Life's no fairy tale, turn hearts into stone In every alley lurk shadows of doom We play the game, or we meet our tomb [Verse Three: Ghetto Philosopher] Money and power, the scent in the air Survival's the creed, ain't no time to be scared Corners hold courts where the street laws reign Eyes wide shut to the hustle and pain Gold chains and fame, or we're stuck in the chain It's the rise or the fall, but the struggle's ingrained It's a concrete maze where the wary tread soft Graffiti speaks tales of the dreams that got lost We're born in the belly, where the neon snakes hiss Gotta fight for the light in the urban abyss Every corner's a gamble, every step is a risk Mama cries for the youth, with her worry-kissed lips We live by the code, in the street symphony Rap dreams sell hope, amidst felonies Every shot that rings out's another heart cold Yet we rise from the ash, our stories untold
