Yuh! Whole city talkin’, we the ones they fear. No handouts, no luck — we just here. Let’s get it! Jumped out the gutter with a mouth full of smoke, Used to push dirt, now I’m pushin’ hope. Still got the hunger, still got the aim, Turn that pressure to profit, that’s game. Backseat deals, cold nights, no peace, Whole block wild, everybody want a piece. If you didn’t earn it, don’t touch the plate, ’Cause loyalty cheap when the money inflate. Hard life, no myth, no wish, I don’t talk — I flip, I twist. Every scar just proof I exist, Concrete Genesis — bang like this! Talk that talk, but they never walk mine, Every bar hit like a landmine. No label, no deal, still the one they chase, Self-made, built brick by bass. Lights flash, tires scream, block hot, Still move clean, no shot, no blot. Came up broke, now the sound so rich, Every beat I drop make the system glitch. Go! Go! From the block to the board, let it spin! Go! Go! We don’t lose — we begin again! Go! Go! Hard to the core, that’s the biz! Concrete Genesis — sound like this! Boom! Windows shake, bassline bleed, Ain’t no luck — that’s creed. City call, I don’t miss, Concrete born, can’t dismiss. Hard life, no myth, no wish, I don’t talk — I flip, I twist. Every scar just proof I exist, Concrete Genesis — bang like this! Yeah. Welcome to the album. You feel that? That’s concrete talkin’.
