Every corner, every shadow, catching life in sights,
Cadence fierce like a drum that shakes the soul,
Rhythm of the streets, we let the echoes roll.
Yeah, I come alive when the beat erupts,
Heart racing fast, never slow, never stuck,
Got this soul surge running deep in my veins,
Chasing dreams through the struggles, through the hurts and pains.
These block stories, they trace my steps,
From the bank to the park, the losses and the reps,
We rhyme our lives, scribble truths on the page,
In the dance of the moment, we unleash all our rage.
Off the concrete, man, we gather our strength,
Every hustle, every struggle measures in length,
Chasing dreams with a passion that no one can dim,
We’re like lions unleashed, never caving in.
Cadence fierce, it’s the pulse of the fight,
When the night calls and we shine, burning bright,
With every beat erupting, we’re breaking the mold,
Stories of triumph from the young and the bold.
Yeah, the soul surge carries visions anew,
We ride these waves like we always knew,
Lifted by the rhythm, we soar and embrace,
In this life of the dream chase, we’re setting the pace.
Block stories weave a tapestry so grand,
Every voice, every struggle, we take a stand,
No retreat, no surrender, on this path we tread,
With every line we spit, let the truth be spread.
So when the beat drops, know we rise from the ash,
Fear captivating all, but we continue to clash,
With dreams in our pockets and fire in our eyes,
We chase the horizon, under limitless skies.
Let the story unfold through the streets and the beats,
In this symphony of life, where the past meets the heat,
And as the sun sets low, painting gold in our wake,
We stand proud together; it’s the dreams that we make.
This journey we embrace, every moment we claim,
Block by block, we ignite the flame,
With cadence fierce, our legacy’s ours,
Living life to the fullest, chasing our stars.
In the end, it's the stories that we tell,
Each heartbeat a rhythm, casting a spell,
Hip Hop
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