(Record scratch) Yo, check the mic, one two... (Verse 1) Sunrise creepin', concrete jungle yawnin' Another day breakin', hustlers still spawnin' From cracked sidewalks, dreams of empires risin' Wordplay sharp, like diamonds, no disguisin' Got the city's heartbeat thumpin' in my chest Every brick a story, puttin' skills to the test From the basement cyphers, to the rooftop views Spittin' truth serum, breakin' all the news No silver spoon fed, just grit and raw desire Fuelin' the fire, takin' it higher and higher Got the rhythm flowin', a lyrical typhoon Droppin' heavy bars, beneath the pale moon. (Chorus) This ain't no nursery rhyme, this the street symphony Concrete poetry, for you and for me From the underground, we rise and we shine Hip hop's the culture, forever intertwined With the soul of the city, the rhythm of the night We paintin' pictures, with lyrical light So raise your hands up, let the beat take control Hip hop's the language, speakin' to your soul. (Verse 2) Flip the script, rearrange the paradigm Words like weapons, every line a paradigm Shiftin' the culture, with every single rhyme Climbin' the ladder, one step at a time Got the old school flavor, with a brand new twist Future vibrations, that you can't resist From boom bap beats, to trap's heavy bass Leavin' my mark, in this lyrical space Got stories to tell, narratives untold From the struggles we face, to the dreams we hold We breakin' the mold, we settin' the pace Leavin' our legacy, in this concrete place. (Chorus) This ain't no nursery rhyme, this the street symphony Concrete poetry, for you and for me From the underground, we rise and we shine Hip hop's the culture, forever intertwined With the soul of the city, the rhythm of the night We paintin' pictures, with lyrical light So raise your hands up, let the beat take control Hip hop's the language, speakin' to your soul. (Bridge) Yeah, from the back streets, to the main stage glow We keep the fire burnin', watch the story grow Through every struggle, and every victory won Hip hop's the message, till the break of dawn. (Chorus) This ain't no nursery rhyme, this the street symphony Concrete poetry, for you and for me From the underground, we rise and we shine Hip hop's the culture, forever intertwined With the soul of the city, the rhythm of the night We paintin' pictures, with lyrical light So raise your hands up, let the beat take control Hip hop's the language, speakin' to your soul. (Outro) Word up, peace out. Yeah, keep it real. (Fade out with beat and ad-libs) , Hip Hop,