**[INTRO]** *(Dusty vinyl crackle, muted trumpet loop, heavy drum break)* *"Yo… they said the city’s a trap… but we ain’t rats—we ghosts."* --- **[VERSE 1]** *Run* through the alleyways, spray cans hissin’ in the dark, Cops flash lights, but the neon scars leave a mark. Subway trains hum like a heart full of static, Pavement cracks preachin’ truths, call it *street* charismatic. Graffiti prophets scribble *"Fight!"* on the overpass, While the system’s got us chasin’ dreams through a broken glass. Sniff the tension—*copper* scent mixed with diesel rain, One wrong move, and the concrete swallows your name. Palms sweatin’, .38’s breathin’ down my spine, Ain’t no saints here, just the shadows we align. --- **[CHORUS]** **Run, run**—if the cops on your trail, **Run, run**—when the truth’s up for sale. **Run, run**—through the smoke and the lies, **Run, run**—’til the void meets the skies. *(x2)* --- **[VERSE 2]** World in a void? Nah—it’s choked by the dollar’s fist, We’re just ticks on the clock, but the hands *resist*. Concrete jungles where the lost souls trade their pain, Flicker of a streetlight—*freedom’s* just a flickerin’ flame. They wrote the rules in blood, but we scribble in rust, Boom-bap sermons in the basement, *speak* through the dust. Cipher circles, spit fire till the dawn cracks its jaw, Every rhyme’s a Molotov, every verse… *a law*. They wanna box us in, label us *"expendable",* But the underground’s a beast—*you can’t defang the temple*. --- **[CHORUS]** **Run, run**—if the cops on your trail, **Run, run**—when the truth’s up for sale. **Run, run**—through the smoke and the lies, **Run, run**—’til the void meets the skies. --- **[BRIDGE]** *(Beat drops to bassline and eerie synth hum)* *Why we runnin’?* ‘Cause the walls got teeth, *Why we gunnin’?* ‘Cause the future’s a myth they bequeath. Hope’s a silhouette dancin’ on razor wire, We ain’t dyin’ quiet—*we riot through the choir*. --- **[OUTRO]** *(Drums crescendo, trumpet returns, distorted)* **Run, run**—they’ll never bury our pulse, **Run, run**—the asphalt’s singin’ *revolve*. **Run, run**—till the sirens dissolve… *(Voice fades)* *"We the echoes… where the pavement cracks…"*
