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Lyrics
[Verse]
Bricks stacked high, shadows dance on the pavement,
Roaches in the cracks, hear the city's enslavement.
Dreams buried deep, under subway rumble,
Money talks loud, but the morals all mumble.
Steamed up windows, corner store secrets,
Old man on the stoop spitting truths like a thesis.
Graffiti's the gospel, sermons sprayed in bold,
Where the young grow up fast, and the old grow cold.
[Chorus]
Concrete jungle, where the sirens sing,
Cages made of steel, but I grew my wings.
Echoes in the alleys, stories untold,
This city’s my temple, my heart, my soul.
[Verse 2]
Pigeons flock dirty, feathers grey as the smog,
Stray dogs sniffin' dreams, lost in the fog.
Man in a suit walks with a soul that's hollow,
Street preacher screams, but no one wanna follow.
Broken glass sparkles like a crown on the ground,
Royalty of ruin in this kingdom profound.
Streetlights flicker, heartbeat of the block,
Clock ticks slow, but ambition won’t stop.
[Chorus]
Concrete jungle, where the sirens sing,
Cages made of steel, but I grew my wings.
Echoes in the alleys, stories untold,
This city’s my temple, my heart, my soul.
Details
GeneratedNov 22, 2025
Duration2:02
LanguageTL
Style
raw, boom-bap beat with dusty vinyl crackle, gritty, and sharp snares. sparse piano loops cut through the haze. male vocals., heavy bassline, rap
Credits
Prompt by
The_Lost_Soul
The_Lost_SoulModelAria v5
Prompt
rap
