4:21...The Day After

Close It Down

[Verse]

Steel-toed boots stompin' over cracked cement,

Corner-store dreams where the cash gets spent.

Spit flames, dragon breath in the cold night,

Graffiti-tagged walls tell stories in low light.



Pocket lint kings, crowns made of loose change,

City’s heartbeat syncs with the subway’s range.

Streetlights flicker Morse code to the lost,

Every move’s a gamble, gotta know the cost.



[Chorus]

Concrete symphony, beats from the block,

Echoes in the alleys where the clocks don’t talk.

Rhythm of survival, a hymn for the brave,

This jungle got rules, better learn how to play.



[Verse 2]

Rats race shadows, tails drag through the grime,

Time moves crooked, bent by the crime.

Hustlers sling stories with the weight of bricks,

Every handshake a deal, every smile a trick.



Sirens sing harmony with the traffic wails,

Dreams in a chokehold, caught in rusty rails.

Blueprints burned, plans change in a flash,

You don’t make it out unless you move fast.



[Bridge]

Shattered glass orchestra, tires screech strings,

Life’s a tightrope walk without angel wings.

Street symphony, the maestro’s unseen,

Conducting chaos, composing the mean.

Intro (Method Man/4:21...The Day After) (Album Version (Explicit))

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