Got that gritty rhythm in the city,
Heartbeat pounding, the vibe is pretty,
Dynamic verses flip like a script,
Lyrical energy fueling the trip.
Booming kicks, they shake the ground,
Soulful loops, a melodic sound,
Painting the streets with urban poetry,
Crafted sharp, it’s my own decree.
Cadences flow like water in a stream,
Weaving through the alleys, I'm chasing a dream,
See the night light up, shadows dancing free,
Each word a brushstroke of who we can be.
Echoes of hustle and bustle collide,
Rhythmic echoes where no one can hide,
Chasing ambitions, weaving through fate,
In the concrete jungle, we’ll navigate.
Footsteps on pavement, a warrior’s quest,
Feeling that pressure, but I know I'm blessed,
With every story, we rise from the ash,
Like a phoenix soaring, we make it last.
So here’s to the grind, to the grind we toast,
Capturing moments that matter the most,
With my crew beside me, we break every mold,
Crafting our legacy, written in gold.
As dawn breaks the silence, and stars fade away,
We stand in the light, ready for the day,
In this rhythm of life, we carve our own way,
With grit in our heart, there’s no price to pay.
From the depths and valleys, we climb so high,
Gritty rhythm in the city, we’ll always fly,
Together we rise, in this lyrical dance,
In the heart of the struggle, we dare to take a chance.
So let this be a tribute to those who have fought,
In the tapestry of life, it’s the battles we’ve brought,
From the hustle and grind to the heights we embrace,
United in rhythm, we find our own place.
Hip Hop
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