Letra
[Verse]
Brick walls whisper, city breathes fumes,
Moonlight fades, neon consumes.
Corner store prophets with lottery dreams,
Pockets on empty, but the hustle redeems.
Roaches tap-dance on the kitchen tile,
Hungry bellies sing blues for a while.
Streetlights flicker like a dying pulse,
Concrete jungle got a magnetic impulse.
[Chorus]
Concrete jungle, where shadows grow tall,
Echoes of the hustle, I hear it all.
From the cracks in the pavement to the skyline's call,
Concrete jungle, it cradles and mauls.
[Verse 2]
Subway symphonies, screech and grind,
Graffiti sermons on the walls remind.
Ain't no saints in this cathedral of grime,
Every clock hand here measures survival time.
Bodega cats, kings of the aisle,
Guard the cheese, but they cool, versatile.
Plastic bag sails in the gutter streams,
Carrying secrets, shattered dreams.
[Bridge]
City don't sleep, but it dreams in smoke,
Promises written in invisible strokes.
I walk these veins, veins of steel,
City's heartbeat, the only thing real.
Brick walls whisper, city breathes fumes,
Moonlight fades, neon consumes.
Corner store prophets with lottery dreams,
Pockets on empty, but the hustle redeems.
Roaches tap-dance on the kitchen tile,
Hungry bellies sing blues for a while.
Streetlights flicker like a dying pulse,
Concrete jungle got a magnetic impulse.
[Chorus]
Concrete jungle, where shadows grow tall,
Echoes of the hustle, I hear it all.
From the cracks in the pavement to the skyline's call,
Concrete jungle, it cradles and mauls.
[Verse 2]
Subway symphonies, screech and grind,
Graffiti sermons on the walls remind.
Ain't no saints in this cathedral of grime,
Every clock hand here measures survival time.
Bodega cats, kings of the aisle,
Guard the cheese, but they cool, versatile.
Plastic bag sails in the gutter streams,
Carrying secrets, shattered dreams.
[Bridge]
City don't sleep, but it dreams in smoke,
Promises written in invisible strokes.
I walk these veins, veins of steel,
City's heartbeat, the only thing real.