Walkdown

Walk down, city lights burnin’ slow, Concrete jungle where the wild ones go, Hood dreams painted on the walls, let ‘em show, We was raised in the fire, now we run that row. Dirty sneakers hit the pavement, story in every crease, Sirens sing lullabies, never let the block sleep. Mama prayin’ in the kitchen, candles for the lost souls, We hustle through the pain, diamonds outta charcoal. Corner boys postin’ like statues in the rain, Tryna dodge time, tryna outrun pain, Every alley got a secret, every block got code, Move wrong once, and they lighten your load. Walk down, city lights burnin’ slow, Concrete jungle where the wild ones go, Hood dreams painted on the walls, let ‘em show, We was raised in the fire, now we run that row. Street signs talkin’—they whisperin’ fater⅝, Every scar on my knuckles been a lesson too late. Shots echo through the bricks like thunderclap war drums, But I keep my mind sharp, I ain’t numb, I become. From corner stores to skyline views, We built our pride from the busted screws, Ain’t no fairy tale, just the truth we choose, You survive where the system wanna see you lose. Walk slow, heart cold, keep your soul in control, Light flickers on the pole, that’s where stories unfold, Ain’t no heroes in this tale, just fighters and ghosts, But we carry our crown where it matters the most. So walk down, till the pain wears thin, City of struggle, but we all born to win, Every block got a past, every face got sin, Still we walk down proud—same place, my nu same kin. jhphc. y in my l