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Streets of Gold 2 by ST

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Streets of Gold 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

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Lyrics
Description
(Intro)
Yeah, yeah
From the concrete jungle where the stories unfold
This one’s for the fighters, the dreamers, the bold
(Verse 1)
Wake up in the city where the sirens sing, clashin’ with my heartbeat like a cymbal ring
Hustle in my marrow, grind tight like a lock, stacking dreams like bricks, skyscraper talk
Mama worked two jobs just to put food on the table, I’m flipping scripts, turning fables to labels
From the gutter to the summit, I’m chasing that throne, rhymes sharp like daggers, this mic is my home
(Chorus)
Streets of gold, where the legends are made
Every scar’s a story, every night’s a crusade
I’m the voice of the struggle, the light in the cold
From the ashes I rise, on these streets of gold
(Verse 2)
Life’s a chess game, pawns moving in silence, snakes in the grass, but I’m built for the violence
Internal rhymes ringin’ like a church bell toll, my words paint pictures, soul deep, never shallow
Trading pain for power, my verses are weapons, a lyrical soldier making deadly impressions
Through the fog and the smoke, I’m breaking the chains, rewriting the script, no room for the pain
(Bridge)
Concrete roses bloom where the cold winds blow, resilience in my veins, watch me steal the show
From hood dreams to boardroom schemes, I’m breaking the seams, chasing that gleam
A poet of the pavement, a prophet in the street, every line I spit is a heartbeat
(Chorus)
Streets of gold, where the legends are made
Every scar’s a story, every night’s a crusade
I’m the voice of the struggle, the light in the cold
From the ashes I rise, on these streets of gold
(Outro)
So when the night falls heavy, and the city’s asleep
Remember the fighters, the promises we keep
In the rhythm of the struggle, the beat never grows old
We shine forever bright on these streets of gold.