Street Life (Hip Hop UK Drill) 2 by Nle King Flava

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Street Life (Hip Hop UK Drill) 2

Hip Hop Uk Drill Beat

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(yeah) night drop, city on watch
(yeah) cold breath on council block
(skrrt) streets whisper, we can't stop
(streets don't ever sleep) (woo)
lights flick, cctv blinkin', corner shop flicker
concrete cold, hands numb, heartbeat ticker
night bus hisses, overground crowds scatter
dreams in a carrier bag, pockets light, pockets flatter
second-floor window, prayer mat folded tight
mama on the line sayin' "keep your head right" (aye)
two calls missed, one name in the smoke
brother gone silent, echoes in the smoke
tin roof drum, rain taps a code
dog barks twice, phone glows with owed
council flats, stairwell sermons, hollow laughs
we trade tomorrow hopes for today’s small drafts
quick feet, quick deals, pockets on freeze
still i plant a seed where the cold wind breathes
grime on the soles but gold in the pitch
we move ghost-like, stitch by stitch (yeah)
streets don't ever sleep
(streets don't ever sleep)
streets don't ever sleep
(streets don't ever sleep)
masks on faces, breath fog in the lamp-lit lane
skies low, neon bleed, names carved in rain
corner kings with cracked chains, still they reign
we fold the pain into pen ink, then stain
bootlaces tight, sprint past glowin' lamppost lies
sirens sing lullabies as hope quietly dies
but i map the route from block to skyline
one step, one scheme, one rhyme at a time (uh)
snapbacks, late shifts, tills click a ghost note
we hustle with two hearts and a single hope
pocket rhythms, wallet sermons, cipher flows
every shout, a headline that the street never shows
punchline tucked in a half-smile, double meanings—sharp
i paint my truth in the dark, arrange the parts
from the low-rise to the rent board fights
we flip the script and light up the nights (yeah)
streets don't ever sleep
(streets don't ever sleep)
streets don't ever sleep
(streets don't ever sleep) (woo)
through glass fog, i see ghosts of better days
through alley smoke, i hear lost childhood plays
but we breathe, we build, we keep the beat alive
concrete roses bloom where we strive (aye)
(yeah, hold tight, keep goin', woo)
streets don't ever sleep
(streets don't ever sleep)
streets don't ever sleep
(streets don't ever sleep)
streets don't ever sleep — that's the vow
night teaches lessons, we learn them now
unforgettable steps on cold pavements made
we rise, we fall, but we never fade (skrrt)
(yeah, streets, never sleep, woo, aye)