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Ride the Rhythm (Boom-Bap Manifesto) 2 by Rik

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Ride the Rhythm (Boom-Bap Manifesto) 2

Hip-Hop

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90 on the meter, boombap, heartbeat Neon bodega flicker, midnight on crack, subway
Hands on the crank, wind in the jacket, let′s ride
First breath, alley syrup, this city tastes like coal And hope, I swallow it whole
Whole mix tape in my pocket, coffee stain on the fold I hustle stories untold, corners through
calculus Count the nights, count the fights, count the rhymes I sold
Me on deli, sign blinks like a post It′s gospel on the glass, I′m writing and rolling
Mama said, boy, keep your shoulders warm Keep your head calm, I carry that gold
Rusted lock of dreams, five dollar schemes But diamonds and sentences unfold
I learn rhythm from the pavement, rims hum Subway drums, map the code
Internal rhymes like train lines Switch tracks, double time, heavy loads
They said I′d fold under fluorescent truth I folded paper cranes, instead let′m go
Punch lines like pocket knives Cut through the static, slice the slow
I′m playing verses in crack concrete gardens, watch grit grow
From the corner store receipts to rooftop prayers, I′ve stitched the show
Heartbeat syncopated to a boombap, kick cadence and stereo
Syllables stacked like brick on brick, lawn and made of memoirs and bravado
Booked on scenes, not slogans, vital hints Bite bell, winter shadow
Tension in the chest, we bend but never break Light in the seam of life, this beat is what we take
Pull the dice with the mic, every line is a stick Hold the breath and let go, watch the skyline wick
Ride the rhythm, feel that fire, heart beat loud We climb higher, one shot, my life don′t rewind
Ride down and up, take what′s mine
Backpack full of syllables, passport stamped in grin and grind
Rooftop engines keep my tempo, wings beating like a metronome in time
I spit Kodak moments, alley flicker, bite bell, the vendors chime
Punch line, HX, Lime, notebooks, each bar, a ladder rung, I climb
Ride the rhythm
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