[Verse]
Concrete jungle, where the nights don't sleep,
Subway rats scurry, money getin' deep,
Block parties pop, beats thumpin’ in the street,
Corner bodega, smell of bacon sizzlin’ sweet.
[Verse 2]
Projects rise high, dreams in the haze,
Graffiti tag walls, culture gone blaze,
Borough bred tough, no time for delays,
Queens on the map, legends set ablaze.
[Chorus]
Queens borough stomp, we reppin’ fierce,
No fear in our eyes, these streets we pierce,
Subway rumble, our anthem clear,
From Flushing to Astoria, we own the sphere.
[Bridge]
Streetball heroes, legend in the ties,
Mothers’ cookin’ soul, baklava with pies,
Block fulla hustlers, sharp suits and ties,
Generations deep, we rise and never die.
[Verse 3]
Cuchifritos hot, spice in the air,
Cross-cultural vibes, everything rare,
Jaywalk and weave, nothin' compare,
Heart of the city, ain't no where.
[Verse 4]
Runnin' late hours, sky lit in neon,
Grit and grind daily, every peep to Bison,
Trains intertwinin', subway be Zion,
Queens in the blood, legacy my lion.