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Bad Boy Killers

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[Verse]

Concrete veins pump the lifeblood of the city,

Grime-stained sneakers, my thoughts stay gritty.

Neon signs flicker, whispers in the smog,

Graffiti hieroglyphics on a subway log.



Rats in the shadows, plotting on the cheese,

Coughing up bars like the coldest breeze.

Clocks don’t tick here, time stays froze,

Underground gospel where the true flow grows.



[Chorus]

Subway cipher, voices echo in the dark,

Fire in the belly, every rhyme leaves a mark.

Steel wheels screech, sparks fly, it’s art,

Subway cipher, where the real ones start.



[Verse 2]

Pocket full of dreams, pocket full of lint,

Words sharper than a blade, leaving scars in the print.

Lost souls hum along with the train’s vibration,

Street-hop sermons, pure salvation.



Crumpled dollar bills feed the rhythm machine,

Hustle’s in the air, you can smell it between.

Tunnels hum hymns, the city's heartbeat,

Each verse a manifesto, raw, concrete.



[Chorus]

Subway cipher, voices echo in the dark,

Fire in the belly, every rhyme leaves a mark.

Steel wheels screech, sparks fly, it’s art,

Subway cipher, where the real ones start.

My Life

MC Eiht

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