In the heart of the city, where the streets come alive, Where the beats pulsate and the lyrics thrive, A new sound emerges, a genre so bold, UK drill, a story yet to be told. With a flow that's relentless, a rhythm so raw, UK drill captivates, leaving you in awe, Hard-hitting lyrics that paint vivid scenes, Of life on the streets, where dreams intervene. In the concrete jungle, where shadows lurk, UK drill artists tell tales that work, Their words resonate, a voice for the voiceless, Unveiling the struggles, the pain, and the choices. With every bar, they spit truth and emotion, Reflecting the lives, the trials, and the devotion, They wear their hearts on their sleeves, for all to see, Their stories of triumph, of pain, and of glee. From South London's roots, the sound takes flight, Spreading across the nation, shining its light, UK drill unites, a movement so strong, A platform for voices, where they all belong. So let the beats drop, let the words ignite, UK drill's here to stay, burning ever so bright, A genre that's real, a sound that's profound, UK drill, where the streets truly resound.