[Verse]
City never sleeps, streets hum a symphony,
Bassline stompin’, shadows move instantly.
Graffiti sermons on the walls, holy scriptures,
Pothole preachers paintin’ vivid pictures.
A man’s hustle’s measured by the scuffs on his kicks,
Not the gold on his wrist, but the weight of his bricks.
[Chorus]
Concrete jungle, where the echoes roar,
Dreams get chased, but they slam the door.
Keep runnin’, keep gunnin’, can’t ignore,
Concrete jungle, that’s the lore.
[Verse 2]
Alleyways whisper secrets in the moon’s glow,
Cops and cats play chess, movin’ too slow.
Double-dutch rhymes on the block, kids spinnin’,
Truth cut deep, the devil stays grinnin’.
One eye on the prize, one eye on the rearview,
Every shadow moves—who’s creepin’ near you?
[Prechorus]
Steppin’ over cracks, hopin’ luck don’t break,
Every breath a gamble, every move a stake.
[Chorus]
Concrete jungle, where the echoes roar,
Dreams get chased, but they slam the door.
Keep runnin’, keep gunnin’, can’t ignore,
Concrete jungle, that’s the lore.
[Bridge]
Smog in my lungs, still I exhale ambition,
Chasin’ shadows, my life’s composition.
Tires screechin’, sirens wail like banshees,
City’s heartbeat syncopates, it commands me.