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No Cap Streets by שרה

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No Cap Streets

Hip Hop

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Ayo, this ain’t no fairytale, no Hollywood script, It’s the raw streets talking, no cap, no lip.
From the grime of the Thames to Napoli’s fiery spit, Truth, no fiction, fuel the streets desire.
Concrete jungles breathe, whispers in the alley, Fast life ticking clocks, no time for dilly dally.
Still cold as the winter nights, Eyes sharp like razor’s heartbeats, Sinks a 140, drills the life chaser.
Snakes crawling shadows, venom drip in their words, But we lace our bars with truth, son.
Her bloodlines fuse, UK grit meets Italian flame, This ain’t just music, it’s a legacy, a name.
No filter, no gloss, just raw and real, Every verse a bullet, every hook a steal.
We ride fast lanes, where angels fear to tread, This is survival, the streets post a dread.
No cap streets, where legends are born, Fast beats pounding, no time to mourn.
Fuck the fake love, we only spit raw, Drilling our veins, the law’s our law.
No cap streets, where legends are born, Fast beats pounding, no time to mourn.
Fuck the fake love, we only spit raw, Drilling our veins, the law’s our law.
From East London blocks to Roman ruins, Our rhythms a weapon slicing through illusions.
Bars drip grit, metaphor sharp like knives, Painted vivid tales of our chaotic lives.
We hustle beneath neon skies, chasing dawn, In the face of the storm we stand, hold on strong.
Unapologetic we curse, not for shock but for pain, A cathartic release from this relentless chain.
Hear the sirens wail, but we won’t fold, Drills our heartbeat, fierce and bold.
Every syllable's a story, every beat's a fight, In the darkness we carve our light.
No cap streets, where legends are born, Fast beats pounding, no time to mourn.
Fuck the fake love, we only spit raw, Drilling our veins, the law’s our law.
No cap streets, where legends are born, Fast beats pounding, no time to mourn.
Fuck the fake love, we only spit raw, Drilling our veins, the law’s our law.
So here's to the streets, the scars and the glory, Our stories untamed, no rewritten story.
From Hackney′s cold corners to Napoli′s flame, No cap streets, forever in the game.
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