Street Reverie

Steppin' through the block where the shadows roam,

Pavement whispers secrets, concrete my throne.

Got a pen that spits venom, a mic that moans,

Heart cold, like the ice sittin' deep in my bones.

Streetlights hummin’, singin' my blues,

Every crack in the road got a story to use.

Dreams stitched together with stitches and screws,

But I'm climbin' this ladder in these scuffed-up shoes.

Crumpled dollar bills, dreams in the ashtray,

Life’s a crooked cop, takin' bribes on a bad day.

Soul heavy like the rain that the clouds spray,

Still I’m on the grind, prayin' for a pathway.

Echoes of the sirens, lullabies of the night,

Skyscrapers leanin’, tryna block out the light.

Chasin' faded glory in a world that bites,

But the hustle never sleeps, even when it ain't right.

Found gold in the dirt where the roses don't bloom,

Turned pain into verses, let the speakers consume.

On a path where the vultures circle, smellin' my doom,

But I’m runnin’ through the fire, got no time to assume.

Streetlights hummin’, singin' my blues,

Every crack in the road got a story to use.

Dreams stitched together with stitches and screws,

But I'm climbin' this ladder in these scuffed-up shoes.