Heart of the Hood

Yeah, yeah, we in the hood,

Where the streets tell stories

And the dreams feel good.

Concrete jungle, where we learn to survive,

Lights in the distance, we hustle and thrive.

Echoes of laughter, shadows of pain,

Brothers and sisters, we’re bound by the chain.

Dodging the struggles, chasing the light,

Every corner's a battle, but we step into the fight.

Heartbeats racing, under the moon's glow,

We're living our truth, in the ebb and flow.

In the hood, we rise, we stand tall,

With dreams in our pockets, we won't let them fall.

With love as our armor, we'll never retreat,

In the heart of the struggle, we find our beat.

Graffiti on the walls, telling tales untold,

Whispers of the past, legends of the bold.

Through the thick fog, hope springs alive,

In this concrete playground, we learn to thrive.

From block parties to street lights, we craft our scene,

With every heartbeat, we chase the dream.

Together we’re stronger, a family we choose,

In these intricate streets, there's nothing to lose.

In the hood, we rise, we stand tall,

With dreams in our pockets, we won't let them fall.

With love as our armor, we'll never retreat,

In the heart of the struggle, we find our beat.

So here’s to the fighters, the ones who dare,

Living life fiercely, beyond all despair.

We write our own stories, paint them with pride,

In the heart of the hood, we’ll never hide.

So here’s to the fighters, the ones who dare,

Living life fiercely, beyond all despair.

We write our own stories, paint them with pride,

In the heart of the hood, we’ll never hide.

So when the sun sets, remember our name,

In the echoing streets, we’ll ignite the flame.

Born in the hustle, we’ll never forget,

In the heat of the hood, we have no regret.we have no regret.