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Concrete Flowers 2 by Hadi

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Concrete Flowers 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

0:003:20
Lyrics
Description
(Verse 1)
Concrete jungle, cracks where dreams poke through,
Steel vines climbing, but I’m rooted, breaking through.
Heartbeat syncs with subway’s rumble deep below,
Mama’s lullabies mixed with sirens' echo.
Raised on corner cyphers, where the stories breathe,
Graffiti tales inked in colors that never leave.
Lost friends in the hustle, but their spirit’s in my flow,
From stoop to stage, watch the legend grow.
(Hook - Variation 1)
We’re concrete flowers, blooming through the grime,
Roots in the struggle, petals in the rhyme.
From dusk till dawn, we rewrite the code,
In the city’s pulse, watch our stories explode.
(Verse 2)
Cipher nights, under flickering streetlamps glow,
Words sharp as razors, cutting through the undertow.
Grandma’s kitchen wisdom, seasoning every line,
Faith in the struggle, like aged, fine wine.
Dodging shadows of the past, but they taught me the art,
Every scar a brushstroke, painting my heart.
Turntables spinning, memories blend with the beat,
In every bar, I find my feet.
(Hook - Variation 2)
Concrete flowers, defying winter’s cold,
Blooming fierce, stories bold and told.
In the heart of the storm, we find our light,
Rising through the cracks, shining in the night.
(Bridge - Rap Breakdown)
Yo, from the stoop to the booth, truth’s the currency,
Navigatin’ life’s maze, no need for urgency.
Spit wisdom like elders, respect the legacy,
Every line’s a chapter, this is my odyssey.
Raised on beats and broken dreams, stitched tight,
Craftin’ rhymes that cut through shadows and night.
Concrete flowers, born from grit and grind,
In the garden of struggle, watch us redefine.
(Hook - Final Variation)
Concrete flowers, rising where no seed dares,
Through the cracks, into the air, beyond our prayers.
From silence to roar, our voices climb,
In the city’s heart, eternal in time.
(Outro)
So when the pavement’s cold and skies are gray,
Remember the blooms that find their way.
Concrete flowers, resilient and strong,
In every struggle, we belong.