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[Verse 1]
I’ve been grinding in the dark while you were posing for the light,
Talking big about your hustle but you never learned to fight.
Every message that you sent was just a copy of the hype—
You’re a photocopy rapper, every line is overpriced.
I was starving for a moment, you were begging for a trend,
You were chasing validation, I was busy breaking in.
Every door they shut on me became a fucking opening,
Now they act like they believed—don’t you dare pretend.
I built this with my own two hands, sweat inside my bones,
You built yours on stolen flows, recycled tones.
You brag about your numbers, I brag about my growth—
Difference is simple: I’m a wolf, you’re a ghost.

[Pre-Chorus]
You talk like you’re a legend, but you never left a mark,
All your verses sound like drafts, mine hit like aftershocks.
You said I’d never be shit—now you’re circling like a shark,
Funny how the fake ones always crawl back to the spark.

[Chorus]
’Cause I don’t owe you shit,
I made my name legit.
You tried to knock me down,
But I still rose up quick.
You talk that big-boy talk,
But never back your fucking words.
I’m the storm you can’t predict,
You’re the silence no one heard.

[Verse 2]
I remember every laugh when I said I’d write songs,
Now your playlist full of kids who wanna be me all along.
You keep preaching independence while you’re begging for a cosign,
I dropped one track, your whole ego flatlined.
I’m a soldier with a notebook, anger sharpened like a blade,
You’re a tourist with a camera, tryna capture what I made.
Every time I leveled up, you were searching for a shade—
You can’t shadow someone glowing, that’s a rule you can’t evade.
You keep telling people stories ’bout how you “knew me back then,”
But back then you never called, never helped, never checked in.
Now you bragging on the timeline like we’re brothers—hell no, friend.
You were gone when I was drowning, now I’m sailing while you bend.

[Bridge]
Yeah I’m petty, I’ll admit it, but at least I say it real,
You’re a saint on social media, a coward in the field.
You can screenshot all my wins, but you’ll never feel the thrill—
Takes a heart to build a kingdom, you just settle for a deal.

[Chorus]
’Cause I don’t owe you shit,
I built this bit by bit.
You tried to clip my wings,
But I still made that lift.
You flex your empty threats,
But never bite, you fucking blur.
I’m the voice you can’t replace,
You’re the echo no one heard.

[Outro]
So don’t you dare claim me, don’t rewrite the past,
I remember who was with me and who left me in the cracks.
I’m the fire in the alley, you’re the match that never sparked—

Don’t You Dare Claim Me

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[Verse]

Cement cracks whisper secrets of the block,

Echoes in the alleys where the time forgot,

Brick walls tattooed with the ghost of the past,

Spray can symphonies, they never move fast.

Steel veins pumping through the urban maze,

Graffiti sermons preach through the smoky haze.



[Chorus]

Concrete echoes, bouncing through the night,

Shadows in the street where they hide from the light.

Concrete echoes, truth in every crack,

The city speaks loud, and it ain't looking back.



[Verse 2]

Manhole steam rising, city's breath hot,

Pavement dreams shattered, still they plot.

Rats run the race, skyscrapers as the prize,

Moonlight slicing through the smog in disguise.

Pocket full of nothin', still a heart full of rage,

Every step a story, every block a stage.



[Chorus]

Concrete echoes, bouncing through the night,

Shadows in the street where they hide from the light.

Concrete echoes, truth in every crack,

The city speaks loud, and it ain't looking back.



[Bridge]

Subway hums, a hymn to the lost,

Every turn a gamble, what's the real cost?

Streetlight halos, broken angel's crown,

Concrete jungle, where the kings wear frowns.



[Outro]

Concrete whispers, the city's heartbeat,

Pounding like a drum under restless feet.

The echoes fade, but the rhythm stays,

A street-hop anthem for the underground's praise.

Concrete Echoes

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