Lyrics
[Extended instrumental intro]
[Piano loop][Driving horns]
[Record scratching]
[Vinyl sample audio]
[Bridge]
[Break]
[Verse][Laid back male vocals]
Sid Cipher in the building, Brooklyn's own prodigy
Flowin' like a river, spittin' lyrical odyssey
Streets taught me lessons, hustlin' through the struggle
Every bar I drop, it’s like a muscle, flex and double
From the block where the shots echo, money's the motto
Stackin' cash, makin' moves, you ain't even in the lotto
Daily grind, every dime, I’mma shine, it's prime time
East coast beast mode, feast on weak rhymes
Brooklyn's heartbeat, concrete jungle soldier
Lyrics hittin' hard like a heavyweight boulder
You just a lightweight, I'm a cipher in the dark
Illuminatin' the game, igniting every spark
Cash in my vision, precision with every decision
Risin' from the trenches, transcending dimensions
Survivin' the streets, now I'm thrivin' in beats
Cipher Sid, take note, I'm defining elite
[Extended musical interlude]
[Record scratching]
[Extended musical interlude]
[Break]
[Verse][Different vocals][Husky male vocals]
Big Max on the track, straight outta Compton streets
Where the heat meets the hustle, turnin' struggle into beats
Asphalt jungle livin', where the strong survive
Every rhyme's a testament to keepin' dreams alive
From the corner to the stage, I'm reppin' my hood
Transformin' pain to power, makin' sure I'm understood
Adversity my muse, every line’s raw and gritty
From the heart of California, where the nights ain't pretty
Husky voice spittin', edgy like a switchblade
I'm the product of the struggle, every move I made
Turnin' setbacks to comebacks, that's my grind
No glam, just real talk, leave the fake behind
Life's a battle, but I'm armored with these bars
From the hood to the stars, leavin' permanent scars
Big Max, remember the name, West Coast kingpin
Spittin' fire from the soul, let the games begin
[Extended musical interlude]
[Record scratching]
[Big Ending]
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