Corner store livin', ramen for two bucks
City lights flicker, struggle deep in the cut
Hustle tenacious, grind till the shoes scuffed
Dodge the rats and the roaches for loot love

Block hot, Jay’s Blueprint on repeat
Lyrics in the notebook, dreams ain't concrete
Windows barred, hope through the beats
Pen sharp, carving my path on these streets

Bodega nights, neon signs, sketchy deals
Wordplay heavy, wild imagination spills
Rhymes tighter than a cat burglar's skills
Gritty tales, life on the edge it thrills

Old heads spittin' wisdom like Spanish preachers
Close-knit hood, ain't no outsider’s leeches
Hero sandwiches, vent out life features
Graffiti the canvas, story told by teachers
City's breath, rhythm of the pulse
Heartbeats sync, dreams catapult
Wallflowers bloom amidst the asphalt
Life's canvas, scribbles and big results

Elevator broken, struggle's ascension
Kick rhymes raw with no pretension
Caught between the poverty and pension
Lift like cranes, metaphors clinchin