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[Verse]
Back alley whispers, echoed stories raw,
Urban legends tossed, shadow beasts with claws,
Graffiti dreams spray, on crumbling concrete,
Empty pocket hopes, rhythm in the beat.
[Verse 2]
Dodging nine to fives, ducking police scans,
Streetlight flickers, city life demands,
Bodega scents mixed with diesel perfume,
Concrete jungle symphony, unending gloom.
[Chorus]
Rhythm of the pavement, heartbeat of the blocks,
Boom from the sub, bap from the knocks,
Street poets paint with verses unrefined,
In the boombap essence, true art defined.
[Verse 3]
Secondhand sneaks, dreams of first-class flights,
Mixtapes swap hands, hustling for the night,
Corner cypher flows, wisdom in the rhymes,
Building soundscape castles, lost in the times.
[Bridge]
City symphony blares, chaos through the veil,
Underdog struggles, triumphs prevail,
Boom in the kick, destiny in the snare,
Stories of a life, in the raw night air.
[Verse 4]
Bus stop ballads, commuters' sighs and woes,
Distant sirens wail, forget the highs and lows,
Rhythm in the journey, steps sync with the groove,
Boombap testament, city never lose.