Create New Playlist

Add a cover pic of your own choice

(Optional)

Name

AI Cover Generator

4 credits

Not enough credits (0/4).

Logout

Are you sure you want to Logout?

Close

Concrete Poetry 2 by Dlatchy

SongGPT
Concrete Poetry 2 by Dlatchy - Hip Hop,male vocals music cover art

Concrete Poetry 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

0:003:03
Lyrics
Description
(Verse 1)
City lights flicker like stars on cracked glass,
Dreams stitched in denim, worn thin by the past.
Rhythms pulse beneath the subway’s bassline roar,
Words paint murals on the walls of folklore.
Concrete veins, neon dreams, hustle heavy like the bass drop,
Late nights scribble verses, in the cipher where souls hop.
Echoes of the boroughs, where legends rise and stories clash,
From stoop sessions to rooftop confessions, beats and bars flash.
(Chorus)
We ride the tide of the city’s heartbeat,
Flow like rivers, never accept defeat.
From pavement prophets to the sky’s high seat,
This is our story, raw, real, and elite.
(Verse 2)
Metaphors like graffiti tags, layered deep with meaning,
Crafted in the cipher’s heat, where the truth is gleaning.
Hustle’s a chess game, moves slick, no stalling,
Kings and queens on the block, never dropping or falling.
Sirens wail symphonies, a soundtrack to the struggle,
Broken chains and dreams, but the spirit’s unshackled.
Rhymes twist like subway tracks beneath the city’s spine,
Every line a lifeline, every beat a sign.
(Bridge)
Pulse quickens, heart syncs with the 808’s thunder,
Through the storm, through the pain, we rise from the under.
Words weave a tapestry, raw edges and gold seams,
A mosaic of the city’s soul, alive in our dreams.
(Chorus)
We ride the tide of the city’s heartbeat,
Flow like rivers, never accept defeat.
From pavement prophets to the sky’s high seat,
This is our story, raw, real, and elite.
(Outro)
So here’s to the nights that birthed our fire,
From shadows to spotlight, climbing higher and higher.
Concrete poetry, etched in the streets’ breath,
Our voice eternal, immortal in death.
View Top Ai Songs