[Verse] No skyline, just grime, where shadows conceal, Punching through the gloom, fists won't kneel, Gutter life, the struggle's real, boxed up tight, Lights flicker, hope thinner than a paused twilight. [Verse 2] Iron bars trapping dreams in every hood block, Rats in the maze, heads bowed to the clock, Days drippin', soap fade out, no replay, On concrete chaos, where we get our pay. [Chorus] Blood, sweat, and pain's our lifeline, Scratching at the walls, climb the incline, Broken paths, heart made of steel fine, In the jungle, we roar till the skyline. [Verse 3] Mama's teardrops soaked in midnight cries, Pops gone ghost, left with too many lies, Hustling airwaves, whispers in the night drag, Living ain't free, got a price tag. [Bridge] Lawman blues, always at the heel tap, Dreams get crushed under ghetto trap, Find faith in the alley's dark wrap, Survive, even when the system clap. [Verse 4] Scarred knuckles, swollen pride in each step, Chasing futures, phantom-like, out of breath, Bricks cold, carving legacy, stone steals, Hunger in the gaze, starving dollar deals.
raw gritty hardcore
English
The lyrics evoke a sense of raw intensity and struggle, portraying themes of perseverance, urban decay, and the harsh realities of street life. Emotions such as defiance, resilience, and a grim determination are palpable throughout the song.
This song would resonate well in contexts that require music with a strong, unapologetic attitude, such as urban dramas, documentaries on societal issues, or as anthems for those facing challenges. It could also be used in film soundtracks to underscore gritty, intense scenes.
The song employs a straightforward, gritty musical style with raw vocals and aggressive instrumentation typical of hardcore music. Lyrically, it uses vivid imagery and metaphor to paint a picture of urban struggle, utilizing rhyme schemes and a rhythmic cadence that enhances the intensity of the message.
[Verse] Concrete jungle where survival ain't easy, Had to hustle in the shadows, slick and sleazy, Rats scurry, streetlights flicker eerie, Fought my way out, no one could ever believe me. [Verse 2] Mama's tears stain the kitchen table, Daddy disappeared, left the cradle unstable, Broken windows whistle urban fables, Took the pain, turned it to fire under my labels. [Chorus] Broke the chains that held me down, Urban grit formed my crown, From the depths, I rose, never bowed, Street warrior with a voice so loud. [Verse 3] Eyes of a hawk, scoping every corner, Friends turn foes, got cold like the sauna, Blood on the pavement, a silent mourner, Haunted sidewalks where I earned the honor. [Verse 4] Legends whisper through the alleyways, Voices of the past, guiding through the haze, Every scar tells a story of my days, Champion of the block, escaped the maze. [Bridge] War cries flowing in the midnight air, Songs of struggle, tales they couldn't bear, Battle scars inked, a permanent glare, From chaos to glory, I declare.
[Verse] No skyline, just grime, where shadows conceal, Punching through the gloom, fists won't kneel, Gutter life, the struggle's real, boxed up tight, Lights flicker, hope thinner than a paused twilight. [Verse 2] Iron bars trapping dreams in every hood block, Rats in the maze, heads bowed to the clock, Days drippin', soap fade out, no replay, On concrete chaos, where we get our pay. [Chorus] Blood, sweat, and pain's our lifeline, Scratching at the walls, climb the incline, Broken paths, heart made of steel fine, In the jungle, we roar till the skyline. [Verse 3] Mama's teardrops soaked in midnight cries, Pops gone ghost, left with too many lies, Hustling airwaves, whispers in the night drag, Living ain't free, got a price tag. [Bridge] Lawman blues, always at the heel tap, Dreams get crushed under ghetto trap, Find faith in the alley's dark wrap, Survive, even when the system clap. [Verse 4] Scarred knuckles, swollen pride in each step, Chasing futures, phantom-like, out of breath, Bricks cold, carving legacy, stone steals, Hunger in the gaze, starving dollar deals.
