City Shadows

Cheesesteaks cold, hearts colder than a Philly night,

Streetlights flicker, shadows dance in the city’s fight.

Trust ain’t currency, nah, it’s counterfeit bills,

Brotherly love? More like brotherly chills.

Ben Franklin smirkin', pockets full of cracked keys,

Liberty's a ghost, whispers float on the breeze.

Streets got veins, blood runs through the cracks,

Backstab symphonies, knives hum in packs.

Don’t trust anyone from Philly,

Smiles look sweet, but the vibes stay chilly.

Brotherly love’s just a phrase they be killin’,

City of schemes, where the dreams ain’t fulfillin’.

South Street deals, promises made of vapor,

Trust get cut quicker than a barber’s taper.

Eagles fly high, but the ground stays gritty,

Claws out sharp in this Liberty City.

Rocky steps climb, but the fall’s more steep,

Eyes on the skyline, but the secrets run deep.

Bells cracked, echoes of a crooked choir,

Every handshake’s a spark to set the fire.

Don’t trust anyone from Philly,

Smiles look sweet, but the vibes stay chilly.

Brotherly love’s just a phrase they be killin’,

City of schemes, where the dreams ain’t fulfillin’.