[Intro]
[Verse 1]
The concrete hums where the rebels stand,
Graffiti whispers on a spray-can hand.
Beatbox pulse through the subway cars,
Sneakers slap pavement, breakin' the scars.
We write our names in the neon haze,
A cipher of fire in the metro maze.
From cracked sidewalks to the rooftop skies,
Hip Hop’s heartbeat never dies.
[Chorus]
Streets of rhythm, flow untamed,
Every verse a torch, no two the same.
Scratch the surface, let the truth unfold,
Hip Hop’s story, coded in gold.
[Verse 2]
Boom bap drums where the soul collides,
Vinyl spins, time rewinds.
Block parties blaze with a rebel’s creed,
Turn a dollar dream to a kingdom’s seed.
Mic check, one-two, the crowd ignites,
Blacktop poets in the neon lights.
We trade the struggle for a crown to hold,
Turn silence into lyrical gold.
[Bridge]
They tried to box us in, but the rhythm broke free,
From the Bronx to the globe, it’s a legacy.
Scars on the records, but the track still plays,
Hip Hop’s a storm that never fades.
[Chorus]
Streets of rhythm, flow untamed,
Every verse a torch, no two the same.
Scratch the surface, let the truth unfold,
Hip Hop’s story, coded in gold.
[Outro]
