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Concrete Dreams by Josue

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Concrete Dreams

Hip Hop

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Yeah, yeah, yeah. It′s more than just a story, it′s a movement, a legacy.
Listen close, let me take you where the streets breathe truth.
Sunrise paints murals on brownstone walls, Echoes of jazz from Harlem′s halls.
Mama′s kitchen smells like Sunday soul food, Dreams stitched tight in the fabric of my neighborhood.
Barbershop abates old school beats in the air, Graffiti scriptures telling tales of those who dared.
Concrete jungle symphony, footsteps syncopate, Every crack in the pavement a chapter, a twist of fate.
I′m a cypher in a cypher, spinning stories untold, Rhymes like calligraphy in ink bold and cold.
Heartbeat syncs with the subway′s roar, On these city streets, I′m forevermore.
From the stoop to the skyline, my spirit ascends, Painting vivid dreams where the struggle never ends.
With every verse, I′m breaking the mold, Concrete dreams, stories bold and gold.
From the stoop to the skyline, my spirit ascends, Painting vivid dreams where the struggle never ends.
With every verse, I′m breaking the mold, Concrete dreams, stories bold and gold.
Midnight whispers under flickering street lamps, Hustlers and poets weaving fates,
Clamps my boy Malik′s hustle, dodging the system′s eyes.
Sister Nia′s smile, hope that never dies, Weaving through the chaos, a dance with destiny.
In the rhythm of resilience, we find our melody, Old vinyl spinning tales of legends long gone.
I lace my lines with a fire, keeping the spirit strong, Flip the script, break the grid, unconventional flow.
Words like fireflies in the night, watch them glow.
Stories laid like bricks in the city′s face, Each rhyme a pulse, a heartbeat, a trace.
From the stoop to the skyline, my spirit ascends, Painting vivid dreams where the struggle never ends.
With every verse, I′m breaking the mold, Concrete dreams, stories bold and gold.
From the stoop to the skyline, my spirit ascends, Painting vivid dreams where the struggle never ends.
With every verse, I′m breaking the mold, Concrete dreams, stories bold and gold.
So here I stand, a voice from the block, Carving my path, ticking like a clock.
In the mosaic of lives, my colors gleam, Forever live in my concrete dreams.
Concrete dreams.
Concrete Dreams.