Rise Through The Concrete

[Intro] *(Energetic beats drop with a pulsating bassline, layered with city soundscapes—honking cars, distant chatter, and subway rhythms.)* [Verse 1] Yo, I came from the blocks where the grind never sleeps, Concrete jungle, every crack holds a story deep. Hustlers on the corner, dreamers in the suite, I scribble rhymes on receipts, turn pain into beats. They said, "Play it safe, stay inside the lines," But I built my path where the streetlights shine. Broke the mold, let my scars be my design, Now I’m stacking wins, every step’s a new sign. Wordplay sharp like a blade on the train tracks, Metaphors blaze, leave ’em stuck in my fax. I’m the steel in the rust, the spark in the ash, Spinning wheels of fortune—cash, clash, and dash. [Chorus] Rise through the concrete, let the struggle define, Every scar’s a medal, every grind’s a sign. City lights guide me, I’ma chase what’s mine, Flames in my soul, yeah, the fire’s divine! [Verse 2] Neon nights, sirens wail in the fog, Dodged the traps, turned my tears into logs. They tried to box me in, but I broke the lock, Now I’m painting skies where the stars never stop. Punchlines hit like a knockout in round three, Dreamer’s anthem, got the crowd screaming, "Free!" From the basement to rooftops, I’m airborne, Truth in my veins, no cap, keep it sworn. King of my castle, no throne, just the grit, Turned the doubt into diesel, the hate into hits. Diamonds from the pressure, no stress, just blessed, City’s my chessboard—I’m checkin’ the next. [Chorus] Rise through the concrete, let the struggle define, Every scar’s a medal, every grind’s a sign. City lights guide me, I’ma chase what’s mine, Flames in my soul, yeah, the fire’s divine! [Bridge] Aim for the clouds, but my roots stay grounded, No shortcuts taken, legacy’s compounded. They ask how I did it—just stayed in my lane, Kept the vision clear through the b***d, sweat, and rain. Yeah, the road’s rocky, but the climb’s so sweet, Heart of a lion, rhythm in my feet. [Chorus] Rise through the concrete, let the struggle define, Every scar’s a medal, every grind’s a sign. City lights guide me, I’ma chase what’s mine, Flames in my soul, yeah, the fire’s divine! [Outro] *(Beats fade into echoing subway echoes and distant applause, leaving a lingering bass hum.)*