[Verse] Street lights hit, evenin' rightful, Savage mode, takedown vital, Cross the path, breathin' tribal, Grammar slick, consequence spoolin' idle. [Chorus] No guts, no glory, city of dreams, Pushin' hustle, beyond regimes, Heartbeats pound, through concrete streams, Raw survival, and wicked schemes. [Verse 2] Bass thumpin', buildin' thrill, Outlaws cruisin', called to kill, Text and texture, ancient skill, Urban warfare, breakin' will. [Bridge] Drumbeats echo, streets alive, Survivor's code, must thrive, Rhythm bred, fight to survive, In these shadows, we still jive. [Verse 3] Money stacks, dreams of power, Every second, every hour, Strategies grow, from grime and flower, Dominance reigns, never sour. [Chorus] No guts, no glory, city of dreams, Pushin' hustle, beyond regimes, Heartbeats pound, through concrete streams, Raw survival, and wicked schemes.
