[Intro] (YEAH!!....) [Verse 1] Concrete jungle, I’m Tarzan with a blade Shadow in the alley, deals never delayed Cops roll by, we vanish, no parade Coded in the silence, the moves we made (Ough!...) Streetlights flicker, Morse code of the grind Graffiti tags scream—leaving truth behind Cash in the duffel, dreams never confined We the architects, blueprint designed (Yeah!...) [Chorus] We the masters, the rulers, the kings of these streets, Every block, every corner, they bow to our beats. No escape, no retreat, feel the pulse, feel the heat, Masters of the streets, yeah, masters of the streets. (Yeah!...) [Verse 2] Knuckles speak volumes, whispers turn screams, Dreams die young, replaced by schemes. A crowbar symphony, a blade's sharp hymn, You step into our world, you swim or sink. (Ough!...) Burning rubber, smoke fills the air, The city's our lair, beware if you dare. Chasing power, fueled by the heat, On the criminal clock, our time repeats. (Yeah!...) [Bridge] Echoes of sirens, a hymn to the night Skyscraper shadows swallowing the light The grind is religion, our holy fight Saints of survival, wrong feels right [Chorus] We the masters, the rulers, the kings of these streets, Every block, every corner, they bow to our beats. No escape, no retreat, feel the pulse, feel the heat, Masters of the streets, yeah, masters of the streets. (Yeah!...) [Outro] Who dares defy the hands of fate? Chains clank loud, sealing your weight. Night's our canvas, painted in crime, We own this hour, we own this time. [End]
