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[Verse]

Words sharper than a samurai's grin,

Ink on the pad where my sins begin.

Gritty streets hummin', my symphony's thin,

Shadows on the wall, watch 'em dance and spin.



Got a pocket full of change, but the price too steep,

Dreams on layaway, nightmares don’t sleep.

A chessboard world, pawns play for keeps,

King in the corner where the struggle runs deep.



[Chorus]

Freestyle fire, let the flames combust,

Mic to the sky, turn the dreams to dust.

Catch me in the cipher, where the truth adjusts,

Freestyle fire, it’s the code we trust.



[Verse 2]

Rhyme schemes weaving, I’m the loom in the thread,

Wolves in the moonlight, howling unsaid.

A hunger in my chest, bread to the spread,

But the table ain’t set, just crumbs instead.



Concrete jungle, every step's a quake,

Snakes in the grass, every move’s a mistake.

Life’s a gamble, no chips at stake,

But I double down, let the system break.



[Bridge]

Echoes in the alley, whispers of the wise,

Smoke in the air, covers up the lies.

Graffiti hieroglyphs, truth in disguise,

Eyes on the prize, till the phoenix flies.

Freestyle Fire

[Verse]

Pen sharp, samurai swing through the syllable,

Back alleys echo, the vibe unforgivable.

Pavement sermons, sneakers preaching scripture,

Canvas of the block, every crack paints a picture.



Corners hold secrets, whispers in the bricks,

Dreams wrapped in plastic, moves built on risks.

Echoes of a cypher, spit fire through the gaps,

Boom-bap heartbeat, spine-snapping the raps.



[Chorus]

Snap, crackle, boom, the beat don't snooze,

Golden hour hustle, no time to lose.

Spin the record back, let the rhythm consume,

This the boom-bap gospel, loud in the room.



[Verse 2]

Dust on the needle, but the sound stay clean,

Blueprints written in the spaces between.

Fists to the sky, where the bassline leans,

Life in the loops, stitched tight at the seams.



Rhyme schemes ricochet, echoes in the crate,

Vinyl revolution, revolution in the fate.

Every snare a snap, every kick a command,

The boom-bap saga still gripping the land.



[Bridge]

From the cracks in the wax to the souls in the cracks,

Every loop resurrects, every rhythm attacks.

It's the pulse of the people, heartbeat in the track,

Boom-bap forever, ain't no turning it back.

Boom-Bap Chronicles

[Verse]

Streetlights hum, serenade in the fog,

Shadows creep, the night’s monologue.

Engine growl, heartbeats sync,

Fuel in the veins, no time to think.



Wind cuts sharp, whispers in my ear,

Speed bends rules, gravity unclear.

Midnight’s symphony, wheels compose,

Every turn a stanza, every mile a prose.



[Chorus]

Riding night, chasing stars,

Echoes stretch where the silence scars.

Riding night, no end in sight,

Burning through the dark 'til we steal the light.



[Verse 2]

Neon veins pumping life through the streets,

Rubber tattoos asphalt, rhythm repeats.

Skyline melts, a canvas of haze,

Dreams ignite in the engine’s blaze.



Time drips slow, but the pace don’t falter,

Pulse tied tight to a phantom altar.

Every corner a riddle, every straightaway truth,

The clock ticks backwards, rewinding youth.



[Bridge]

Crescendo rises, the night implodes,

Lost in the blur of these winding codes.

Riding night, the cosmos bends,

Where it starts, where it ends, depends.

Riding Night

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Boom-Bap Chronicles

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