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Concrete Canvases 1 by JAMES

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Concrete Canvases 1 by JAMES - Hip Hop music cover art

Concrete Canvases 1

Hip Hop

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I’m the voice of those unheard, the right within the wrong.
So, I lace up my sneakers, hit the pavement’s drum, With every step, a beat, where the lost
voices come.
Neon drips on cracked sidewalks, city breathing heavy.
Heartbeat syncs with subway rumbles, stories unsteady.
Scratched vinyl spinning tales from corners where we grew.
Graffiti whispers secrets, every color bleeding truth.
Mama's voice and Sunday cries, echoes in my verse.
Lessons leaked in rhyme schemes, lessons in the curse.
Midnight oil burns, dreams stitched in denim seams.
Pages torn from struggles stitched together in my screams.
Concrete canvases paint the scars we wear.
Souls of new rope are bred for labor.
Rhymes like rivers carved through stone and steel.
In this urban jungle, my story's real.
Sidewalk prophets preaching with a boom bap beat.
Broken glass reflections tell both fire and defeat.
Grand dance vinyl crackle, jazz and blues collide.
I lace my bars with that old soul, city's pulse inside.
Plastic and my times have spiraled out of line.
Cyphers spinning where past and future intertwine.
Every alley's got a memory, every clock a song.
The voice of those unheard, the right within the wrong.
Concrete canvases paint the scars we wear.
Souls of new rope are bred for labor.
Rhymes like rivers carved through stone and steel.
In this urban jungle, my story's real.
So I lace up my sneakers, hit the pavement strong.
With every step I'll be where the lost voices come.
Not just a fighter, but a painter of dreams on these.
Dreams.
Dreams.