Concrete Jungle Tales

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[Verse]
Concrete cracked, my path ain't straight
Dreams in the gutter, love turned to hate
Hustlin’ prayers, pennies for the plate
Broken glass glitters where the kids play late

Chalk lines draw stories the block won't forget
Echoes of the sirens like a haunting duet
Bullets sing lullabies, they don’t miss a step
My pen bleeds truth, the paper’s my rep

[Chorus]
City hum, my anthem, the streets don't sleep
Concrete jungle where the secrets creep
Stacked bricks, lost souls, promises cheap
The tales of the jungle, they cut too deep

[Verse 2]
Manholes steaming, the beast got breath
Steel cages rising, dreams left bereft
Sidewalk sermons, preachers of theft
Hope's a stray dog, sniffing for what's left

Graffiti scriptures on cathedral walls
Neon halos buzzing, heaven calls
Echoes in the alleys, fate installs
The clock ticks loud, waiting for the falls

[Bridge]
Beneath the grime, the roots still grow
Through the cracks in the pavement, they show
Hope whispers low, under the glow
Of a single streetlamp, where secrets flow