Excitement of the Streets

[Intro] [Verse 1] Yo, the curtain rises on a concrete stage, Flute whistles high, cuttin’ through the rage, Drums entice like a siren’s call to w*r, My rhymes erupt, volcanic to the core. A king in rags, my crown’s a tilted cap, Opera crescendo where the trap maps snap, Streets sing arias, shadows hum the hook, Ink spills like b***d on a parchment of looks. [Chorus] Hear the symphony where the gutter meets the sky, Flute pirouettes as the bassline sighs, Drums whisper secrets, then they thunder loud, Opera of the Streets—we wear the pain proud. [Verse 2] Violins tremble ’neath the subway’s breath, Ghosts in the tunnels harmonize with death, I narrate the grind, every scar, every tear, Hip Hop Verdi, yeah, the truth’s severe. Flute trills like hope, fleeting but bright, Drumbeat seduces through the neon night, My pen’s a sword, the page a battleground, Opera of the lost, where the drowned are crowned. [Bridge] Crescendo! The city’s choir wails, Broken glass altars where the sinner kneels, Flute and snare duel in a lethal embrace, My story’s a fire—time can’t erase. [Chorus] Hear the symphony where the gutter meets the sky, Flute pirouettes as the bassline sighs, Drums whisper secrets, then they thunder loud, Opera of the Streets—we wear the pain proud. [Outro]