
Belic Nomad - City Conqueror
[Verse] Boots on the pavement, marchin' like tanks, City in my crosshairs, no need for banks, Money ain't power, the respect's in the ranks, Takin' over blocks, watch 'em break their own planks. [Verse] Grit in my teeth, grindin' like gears, Crowns made of steel, ain't no room for tears, A kingpin's hunger, feastin' on fears, Ground echoes my steps, they know the end nears. [Chorus] Concrete jungle under my command, Stampedes of strength, from ridge to sand, Enemies scatter, can't withstand, This is my city, every tower and strand. [Verse] Streetlights flicker, but my vision's clear, Concrete fortress built, nothin' to revere, Enemies faceless, whispers in the ear, Turn 'em into echoes, gone without a tear. [Verse] Steel and stone, throne made of chrome, Graffiti tags readin' 'You'll Never Roam', Empire grows from alley to dome, City on lock, ain't no room to roam. [Chorus] Concrete jungle under my command, Stampedes of strength, from ridge to sand, Enemies scatter, can't withstand, This is my city, every tower and strand.

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