Street Canvas

[Verse] Back alley symphony, rusted rhythm imploding, Sneakers on wires, got my memory encoding, Bronx blocks blend to beats, spray can in hand, Street prophets scribbling, dreams all expand. [Verse 2] Brick walls echo tales, neon story unwind, Past midnight visions, in the spray mist confined, Brothers in the struggle, tags signed with pride, B-boy stance steady, in the culture we reside. [Chorus] Graffiti gospel, ‘95 rewind, ink on the skyline, Hip-hop hieroglyphs, city veins become the shrine, Colors clash, combat boots on pavement grind, Street sermons echo, future vision in each bind. [Verse 3] Ciphers on the corner, rhymes sharp like shrapnel, Pulse of the metropolis, vinyl crackle, no chapel, Faded murals whisper, youth’s untamed scripture, Masterpieces hanging, in the urban fixture. [Verse 4] Whirlwind of words, tug of war with the play, Rewind to days where vinyl spun and break beats stay, Skateboard cruisin' through graffitied tunnels of time, History in the loops, every bar a bloodline. [Bridge] Reflect on the concrete, where our stories scribed, Through chaos and the color, Spirit kept alive, Golden age echo in every tag unraveled, Brick jungle canvass, over cityscape gravel.