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Echoes in the Concrete 2 by Enyeribe

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Echoes in the Concrete 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

0:002:55
Lyrics
Description
(Intro)
Yeah, listen up, this one’s for the dreamers in the shadows,
Where the city breathes stories, untold and narrow.
(Verse 1)
Concrete jungles whisper secrets under neon moons,
Scratched vinyl spinning tales of dusk to dawn tunes.
Raised on corner cipher beats, where legends were born,
Every line a lifeline, every rhyme a thorn.
Mama worked two jobs, tears dripping like rain,
Dad’s old cassette, crackling with pain,
My reflection in cracked glass, fragmented truth,
Hustling through the labyrinth, reclaiming my youth.
(Pre-Chorus)
Broken chains, graffiti stains, every scar a name,
From stoop to stage, the struggle’s never the same.
(Chorus)
Echoes in the concrete, voices loud, never discrete,
Rhymes like heartbeat, syncopated, bittersweet.
From the alleys to the skyline, stories collide,
In the rhythm of the city, our souls reside.
(Verse 2)
Midnight oil burns, scripts scribbled in sweat,
Verses lace with memories I can’t forget.
Sidewalk prophets preaching with a mic in hand,
Each syllable a weapon, a stand on this land.
Dreams stitched with scars, inked deep in my skin,
Battle scars narrate the fight I’m living in.
Skyscraper shadows cast long on my path,
But I dance in the darkness, defying the aftermath.
(Bridge)
Syncopated steps, the pulse of the night,
Words weave like smoke, fading into light.
Tales of hunger, hope, heartbreak and glory,
Every bar a chapter in this urban story.
(Chorus)
Echoes in the concrete, voices loud, never discrete,
Rhymes like heartbeat, syncopated, bittersweet.
From the alleys to the skyline, stories collide,
In the rhythm of the city, our souls reside.
(Outro)
So here’s to the lost, the found, the fighters unseen,
In the cracks of the pavement, we chase the dream.
Echoes in the concrete, forever they’ll ring,
In the heart of the hustle, we rise, we sing.