Runnin' These Streets

Pavement pounds, sneakers worn thin,

Echoes bounce, shadows growin' dim,

King of the block, crown forged in sin,

Runnin' these streets, where do I begin?

Graffiti murals, tales they tell,

Lost souls wander, searching for that spell,

Corner biz, product they sell,

Survival's game, ring the bell.

Hustle and grind, no time to sleep,

Dreams buried deep, promises to keep,

Runnin' circles, no need for a map,

Life in the fast lane, can't look back.

Nighttime's cloak, moon lights my path,

Evading trouble, dodging aftermath,

Hope's a whisper, but I laugh,

Chaos reigns, prophetic wrath.

Whispers in the alley, deals go down,

Rats scurry by, in this urban town,

No angels here, just a rusted crown,

In the land where lost kings drown.

Hustle and grind, no time to sleep,

Dreams buried deep, promises to keep,

Runnin' circles, no need for a map,

Life in the fast lane, can't look back.