Feel the heavy kicks, hear the city’s heartbeat,
Where the soulful melodies rise from concrete,
Raw beats pound like the fists of the fighters,
Gritty energy ignites like streetlights igniters.
Sharp verses carving through the thick air of night,
Freestyle fire burning, every word taking flight,
Echoes of the past, where dreams clash and collide,
Chasing shadows in alleys, we're never trying to hide.
From the corners of blocks where the stories unfold,
Living life in color, draped in tales untold,
Each rhyme a snapshot, every line a reflection,
Illuminating paths with profound introspection.
When the hustle wakes up, the streets start to speak,
Life’s a rhythm, a vibe that we constantly seek,
Through the struggles and strife, we find meaning in pain,
Crafting our legacy, push through the rain.
Once a whisper in the dark, now a shout in the light,
Resilience and passion ignite the poetic fight,
So we dance in the chaos, letting spirits ignite,
Channeling the raw, turning wrongs into right.
With every word I spit, I lay a piece of my soul,
A tapestry woven from the stories we stole,
In the echoes of the night, we find our strength,
Gathering our voices, going to great lengths.
Street poetry in motion, a symphony of grit,
Where the verses flow freely, and our spirits won’t quit,
Together we’ll rise, each heartbeat a testament,
In the end, it’s our legacy that we represent.
So here’s to the journey, and the paths that we pave,
With heavy kicks beneath us, we’ll be bold, we’ll be brave,
As we write our own story, let the world feel the heat,
In the rhythm of our lives, we find the heart of the street.
Hip Hop
Street poetry, heavy kicks, soulful melodies, raw beats, gritty energy, sharp verses, freestyle fire
Hip Hop
Street poetry, heavy kicks, soulful melodies, raw beats, gritty energy, sharp verses, freestyle fire