Gutter Rhythms

[Verse]
Mic in hand, like Thor with his hammer,
Words slice sharp, like a sushi chef's manner.
Dwelling in the underbelly, alleyway grammar,
Rip through the night, no glitz or glamor.
[Verse 2]
City lights flicker, shadows dance slow,
Back alley philosopher, thoughts flow.
Cracking code of streets, breaking chains, woe,
Got the hustle mapped out, never moving slow.
[Chorus]
No chrome rims, just dreams steady stacked,
Life on the edge, no turning back.
Stayed lowkey, where legends get tracked,
Boom-bap heartbeat, the real never lack.
[Verse 3]
Concrete jungle stories etched in stone,
Lyrical laboratory, breaking down zones.
Silent observer, watched the chaos grown,
Monster of a persona, can't be dethroned.
[Verse 4]
Smoke rises up, whispers of the past,
Memories in fragments, shadows cast.
Echoes of the cipher, rhythms amassed,
Narratives of struggle, built to last.
[Bridge]
Universe in turmoil, cosmic drift,
Pen as a needle, ink the gift.
Verses lifting spirits, tectonic shift,
In the labyrinth of beats, souls uplift.