Ill Street Blues

Lyrics

[Verse]
Concrete jungle, survival of the flyest,
Roll with the wolves, don't question the bias,
Streets full of shadows where the weak get silenced,
Grime on my kicks, man, the vibes be lawless.

[Verse 2]
Saturday nights, man, the heat real palpable,
Switchblade flick, life's so malleable,
Ducking the sirens, moves calculable,
Hustle through the struggle, sky cloudy, stars untouchable.

[Chorus]
From the alleys to the rooftops, living in the grey,
Dodging broken dreams, tryin' to make a play,
Strapped with ambitions, never on display,
Symphony of chaos, night morphs into day.

[Verse 3]
Knee-deep in schemes, marinate in mischief,
Kingpin dreams, queens on my hit list,
Snakes in the grass, slither, no whispers,
Raw like sushi, hand me the biscuits.

[Bridge]
Faces in the neon, ghosts in the ether,
Heart cold, blood thickens when the streets’ a preacher,
Survival hand in hand, no time for leisure,
Currency of despair, drenched in that reaper.

[Verse 4]
Late night rendezvous, shadows play tag,
Mask on my conscience, duffel bag sag,
Climbing over morals in a paper chase drag,
Life off the rails, dreams in a zigzag.