Concrete Jungle

[Verse] In this concrete jungle, gangsters roam the streets, Where troubles run deep and justice takes a backseat. From the suburbs to the city lights, where danger beams, Gotta watch your back, it's a tough life, it seems. Beneath the neon signs, crime creeps and crawls, Police on the beat, but sometimes they drop the ball. Suburban kids caught up in the chaos and despair, Trying to escape, but the struggle's always there. [Verse 2] In the shadows of the suburbs, where pressure's high, Gangsters in the game, chasing money till they die. Cops on their tail, sirens wailing through the night, Caught in this madness, trying to make things right. [very short monumental outro]