(Verse 1)
Yo I’m glued to the floor but my soul’s in flight
Six-step transition into the spotlight
Windmill spinnin’ like a ceiling fan rage
Headspin prophecy written on the stage
Grind on the concrete, leave sparks in the air
Power moves surgical, precision warfare
Swipe to a coffee, freeze – let ‘em stare
I’m paintin’ with motion, no canvas, just wear
(Hook)
Boom – bap – kick – snare
Body talk louder than any millionaire
Freeze-frame future, rewind the past
This is concrete symphony, make the moment last
(Verse 2)
Turtle on the back, flare to the shoulder glide
Everybody copy but the feeling can’t be bought or tried
I’m clockwork chaos in a synchronized slide
1980 DNA still alive inside
Click heel-toe, pop, lock, then I’m gone
Corkscrew landing like a comet with a bomb
Crowd goin’ stupid, yeah the energy’s strong
One more round, yo – this battle ain’t done
(Hook)
Boom – bap – kick – snare
Body talk louder than any millionaire
Freeze-frame future, rewind the past
This is concrete symphony, make the moment last
(Bridge / faster flow)
Round-the-world, 1990, airflare flash
Uprock answer, then I’m back on the crash
No shoes, no rules, just gravity’s trash
I’m the architect, the floor is my sketch-pad
(Last 8 bars – hype out)
One hand, two hand, now the whole scene shook
Power segues clean like a brand new outlook
Last freeze hits – camera flash – picture took
Concrete still remembers every move I ever put
(End pose / call-out)
… and THAT’S how we do it on the cardboard book!
Yeah!