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Late night walkin’…
city lights broken…
still I rhyme.
Empty streets under neon haze,
my words echo in endless maze,
no cars, no voices, only me,
spitting pain on this melody.
Concrete listens, walls don’t speak,
every rhyme’s a secret I keep,
avenues stretch with no end,
but I rap so I don’t descend.
Empty streets flow,
walking where no one goes,
my words the only glow,
in the night I throw.
Empty streets flow,
echoes I can’t control,
my rhyme’s the only show,
where the silence grows.
Every shadow becomes my crowd,
I spit the truth, I spit it loud,
lonely benches, broken lamps,
but my flow still leaves a stamp.
Love once lived in these streets,
now it’s gone, the silence beats,
still I write, still I rap,
fighting ghosts that won’t collapse.
Empty lights, empty nights,
but my rap still fights,
alone I write,
alone I ignite.
Empty streets flow,
nobody here to know,
but I’ll rap till I glow,
and the pain will show.
The city sleeps but my pen won’t die,
I rap the stars into the sky,
I turn my grief into a flame,
spitting bars against the rain.
Empty roads, I’m still alive,
these lonely beats keep me in stride,
the night won’t kill, the night won’t keep,
I rap until the morning speaks.
Empty streets…
but my flow lives on.