Concrete Rhymes
A song made by Master Tony
Concrete Rhymes
A song made by Master Tony
Yo, check the mic, one two... this the realest sound, uh!
From concrete jungles where the wild style grew
Spray cans blastin', tellin' stories, fresh and new
Turnin' cardboard into stages, spins and power moves
DJ on the wheels, scratchin' records, breakin' rules
Every block a canvas, every beat a heartbeat strong
This ain't just music, it's where we truly belong, no cap!
Hear the bass thump, feel the rhythm, ain't no fakin'
This the culture we live, the foundations we're makin'.
Yeah, concrete rhymes, street smarts on the mic
Hip-hop legacy, shinin' ever so bright
From the boom-bap drums to the truth that we speak
Authenticity flows, for the strong and the meek
We breakin' down walls, with the art of the street.
Lyrical assassin, flow sharper than a razor
Wordplay so intricate, a verbal light blazer
Metaphors stackin', punchlines landin' clean
Elevatin' the craft, ain't no in-between
Hustle in our blood, ambition in our soul
From cipher to stadium, we takin' control
Global anthem blastin', worldwide resonance
This ain't just a genre, it's a true effervescence, it's lit!
The mic's the scepter, my voice the decree.
Yeah, concrete rhymes, street smarts on the mic
Hip-hop legacy, shinin' ever so bright
From the boom-bap drums to the truth that we speak
Authenticity flows, for the strong and the meek
We breakin' down walls, with the art of the street.
Hip-hop forever, yeah, the movement's complete. Uh.
