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Concrete Roses 1 by Dooms

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Concrete Roses 1

Hip Hop,male vocals

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Lyrics
Description
(Chorus)
Concrete roses bloom where the streetlights glow,
Ink spills stories only real ones know,
From the cracks of the pavement, where the cold winds blow,
I rise, I grind, let the legacy show.
(Verse 1)
Born beneath city skies, where dreams collide with smog,
Mama's lullabies mixed with sirens in the fog,
Jungle of graffiti, tales spray-painted on the wall,
Every scar a stanza, every stumble a call.
Raised on rhythm of the subway's pounding heartbeats,
Cipher circles spinning, where the lost souls meet,
I’m that phoenix in the ashes, breaking chains unseen,
Words like bullets, sharp, slicing through routine.
(Pre-Chorus)
Shadowboxing demons in alleyways of doubt,
Every rhyme a rebellion, a scream, a shout,
No script, no safety net, just the mic and my soul,
Carving out my narrative, taking back control.
(Chorus)
Concrete roses bloom where the streetlights glow,
Ink spills stories only real ones know,
From the cracks of the pavement, where the cold winds blow,
I rise, I grind, let the legacy show.
(Verse 2)
Lost friends in faded Polaroids, memories in sepia tones,
Their echoes ride the beat, in the marrow of my bones,
I’m the voice of the unheard, the pulse of the unseen,
Crafting verses like a sculptor, molding hopes from the mean.
Life’s a cipher, spinning tales in triple rhymes,
Breaking molds, bending time, rewriting paradigms,
From block corners to bright stages, my story’s etched in gold,
A rebel with a cause, with stories yet untold.
(Bridge)
Hear the vinyl crackle, that old school soul,
Mixing past with future, making broken whole,
The city’s heartbeat syncs with mine, a perfect rhyme,
In this hip hop odyssey, transcend space and time.
(Chorus)
Concrete roses bloom where the streetlights glow,
Ink spills stories only real ones know,
From the cracks of the pavement, where the cold winds blow,
I rise, I grind, let the legacy show.
(Outro)
So here’s to the dreamers carving paths in the dark,
To the poets of the streets, igniting every spark,
Concrete roses grow where no one believes,
In the heart of the struggle, the soul never leaves.
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