King of the Streets

Crown tilted, shadow on the avenue,

Pavement my throne, city’s my revenue.

Echoes in alleys, the anthem of my boots,

Rulers don’t ask, they take their roots.

From rooftops to gutters, I reign supreme,

Every block a chessboard, I scheme the dream.

Dusty palms gripping gold that glimmers dim,

The light bends to me; the future looks grim.

I run these streets, I’m the king,

808s thump, the anthem rings.

From dusk till dawn, my empire grows,

The crown’s too heavy? They’ll never know.

Traffic lights bow when I pass through,

Streetlights flicker, salute the crew.

Concrete veins pulse, my kingdom’s alive,

Every crack in the road, where legends survive.

Whispers in the dark, they chant my name,

From corner store deals to a high-stakes game.

No throne of gold, just a bench and a flame,

But I rule the jungle, the city’s untamed.

I run these streets, I’m the king,

808s thump, the anthem rings.

From dusk till dawn, my empire grows,

The crown’s too heavy? They’ll never know.