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No Cap Streets by שרה

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No Cap Streets

Hip Hop

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Ay yo, 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 fire, We spit truth, no fiction, fuel the streets desire.
Concrete jungles breathe, whispers in the alley, Fast life ticking clocks, no time for dilly dally,
Steel cold as the winter nights, eyes sharp like razors, Heartbeat syncs to one food,
He drills the life chaser, snakes crawling shadows, Venom drip in their words,
But we lace our bars with truths unheard, Bloodlines fuse, UK grip 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 pulse the dread.
No cap streets, where legends are born, Fast beats pounding, no time to mourn,
Fuck the fake love, we only spit raw, Drill in 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, Drill in our veins, the law′s our law.
From East London blocks to Roman ruins, Our rhythms a weapon, slicing through illusions,
Vars drip grip, metaphors sharp like knives, Painting 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, Drill in 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, Drill in our veins, the law′s our law.
So here′s to the streets, the scars and the glory, Our story′s untamed, no rewritten story,
From Hackney′s cold corners to Napoli′s flame, No cap streets forever in the game.