[Verse]
City slicker swagger, concrete the cologne
Streetlights hum symphonies, saxophones of stone
Manhole steamin’, dreams seepin’ through the cracks
Hungry wolves on the prowl, watchin’ your back
Skyscraper teeth bite the clouds, spit rain
Subway sermons preach gospel to the stained
Graffiti prophets leave scriptures on the bricks
Gold chains swingin’, time tickin’, playin’ tricks
[Chorus]
Concrete jungle, the wild never sleeps
Echoes in the alleys, the grind cuts deep
Concrete jungle, where we chase, where we creep
Livin' for the hustle, promises we keep
[Verse 2]
Pigeons plot schemes on statues, wings flexin’
Corner stores, neon halos, flexin’ recession
Pocket lint riches, lotto dreams in the folds
Hustle or be hustled, the mantra never gets old
Hot dog carts and cold ambitions collide
Broadway shadows where the desperate confide
Cardboard kingdoms, kings with crowns of dust
Trust is currency, and everyone’s bankrupt
[Bridge]
Fire hydrants burst like the city’s veins
Sirens sing blues through shattered windowpanes
Chasin’ shadows, dodgin’ shadows, playin’ the odds
The streets are the preacher, the pavement my god