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Skyline Chronicles 2 by Jay

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Skyline Chronicles 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

0:003:15
Lyrics
Description
(Intro)
Yeah, from the heart of Tāmaki Makaurau,
Listen close — hustle’s a story, not just a grind.
(Verse 1)
Sunrise bleeds through the Sky Tower’s gaze,
Coffee’s cold, but my vision’s ablaze,
From Ōtara’s streets where the beats narrate,
To the Mount’s steep climbs where dreams congregate.
Māori roots echo through my veins,
Whānau pressure, gotta break these chains,
Side hustles flipping from day to night,
Dodging rain, dodging doubt, chasing that light.
(Pre-Chorus)
Concrete jungles paint stories untold,
Lost souls and legends, young and old,
Every step’s a cipher, every corner’s a test,
In Auckland’s pulse, we manifest.
(Chorus)
We rise like the city, relentless and bold,
Skyline Chronicles, our stories unfold,
From the docks to the alleys, where the dreams ignite,
Hustlin’ through shadows, we own the night.
Echoes of grit in the salty breeze,
Heartbeat synced with the pohutukawa trees,
No scripts, no masks, just raw and real,
Auckland’s own — the grind you feel.
(Verse 2)
Bus stops buzzing with whispered deals,
Pasifika rhythms in the way the street feels,
Late-night markets selling hope and pain,
Street art bleeding stories in the rain.
Every tattoo’s a chapter, every scar a line,
Mothers working doubles, fathers on the grind,
Navigating mana, pride, and the strife,
Hustle’s a dance, a rhythm, a life.
(Bridge - Spoken Word with rhythmic flow)
Listen — the city breathes a language of struggle,
Concrete roots entwined with dreams that juggle,
From Glen Innes to the shores of Mission Bay,
We craft our fate in the shades of grey.
No silver spoons, just calloused hands,
Building empires on shifting sands,
Auckland’s heartbeat, raw and unrefined,
A symphony of hustle, uniquely designed.
(Chorus)
We rise like the city, relentless and bold,
Skyline Chronicles, our stories unfold,
From the docks to the alleys, where the dreams ignite,
Hustlin’ through shadows, we own the night.
Echoes of grit in the salty breeze,
Heartbeat synced with the pohutukawa trees,
No scripts, no masks, just raw and real,
Auckland’s own — the grind you feel.
(Outro)
So here’s to the nights painted with neon rain,
To the souls who hustle through struggle and pain,
In Tāmaki Makaurau, our stories align,
Skyline Chronicles — forever we shine.