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Concrete Roses by Lody

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Concrete Roses

Hip Hop

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Yeah, listen up, this one’s for the fighters in the shadows, For the ones grinding past the pain, The ones who know the battle’s not just physical, it’s mental too.
Woke up, city lights flicker like a heartbeat, Pulse tight, concrete jungle, whisper stories of the nightly fight.
Bruised knees, scraped dreams, still I lace my kicks tight, Every scar a map, every fall a new flight.
Mama’s words echo sun, boom like concrete roses, Hard to the touch, but beauty in the poses,
Block corners where hope scares, but my spirit composes, Symphonies a hustle, unbreakable dose.
Smoke in my lungs, fire in my chest, They say the game’s rigged, but I’m still obsessed,
Flipping scripts, breaking chains, no time to rest, I’m the author of my story, the king of my quest.
I rise like concrete roses through the cracks in the pavement,
Turning pain into power, forging strength in the basement,
No handouts, just hard knocks, my soul’s engagement,
In the rhythm of the struggle, I find my true statement.
Late night, scribbling bars under flickering street lamps,
Battles with my demons, dodging mental cramps,
Every lyric a lifeline, every verse revamps,
The broken pieces of me, now shining like lamps,
From corner ciphers to stages with packed crowds,
My story’s raw, uncut, breaking out the clouds,
No fairy tales here, just survival loud,
Authentic grind, hustle woven in every sound.
They told me stay quiet, blend in, don’t disrupt,
But I’m a ripple in the pond, watch the waters erupt,
Breaking molds, rewriting codes, no scripts to corrupt,
My voice, my weapon, my truth abrupt.
I rise like concrete roses through the cracks in the pavement,
Turning pain into power, forging strength in the basement,
No handouts, just hard knocks, my soul’s engagement,
In the rhythm of the struggle, I find my true statement.
So here’s to the fighters who hustle unseen,
To the dreamers who battle through every mean scene,
Where the concrete rose is unyielding and keen,
Blooming in the chaos, living the dream.