[Verse]
Pencil sharp, carving darts, Picasso on papyrus,
Ink spitting fires, hot chaos like Osiris.
Chain swinging pendulum, timing in a cipher,
Crowd-filled colosseum, gladiator - hyper.
[Verse 2]
Past lives peek through smoke and cracked mirrors,
Wisdom of the streets, speak truth to curb fears.
Dollars tied to dreams till they wrapped in nooses,
Loop-de-loop fates, roulette table excuses.
[Chorus]
Heavy bassline stomping, feet hit the pave,
Echoes of the corners, where the real ones brave.
Narratives written in the grime we engrave,
Power to the mic, let the truth misbehave.
[Bridge]
Shadows of the skyline, chasing lies unseen,
Concrete jungle whispers haunting every scene.
Roots in the gravel, blossom life serene,
Juxtaposed beauty in a city's machine.
[Verse 3]
Marble bust on the mantle when the flow hot,
Chisel words, carving beauty, the beat my plot.
Built a fortress from syllables, no weak spot,
Asphalt-poet laureate, no need for a mascot.
[Chorus]
Heavy bassline stomping, feet hit the pave,
Echoes of the corners, where the real ones brave.
Narratives written in the grime we engrave,
Power to the mic, let the truth misbehave.