Subway rumble underneath my feet
Notebook full of verses, pen and a beat
Mama said go far but never forget
Where the sidewalk cracks is where the dream was set
Concrete dreams, growing through the cracks
No matter how they push, we keep pushing back
Vinyl crackle, jazzy piano keys
We turn the struggle into melodies
Brownstone steps where the elders sit
Wisdom in the stories that they kick
Every block a chapter, every face a page
I'm just writing history, turning the page
Concrete dreams, growing through the cracks
No matter how they push, we keep pushing back
Vinyl crackle, jazzy piano keys
We turn the struggle into melodies
Look how far, look how high
A flower in the concrete reaching for the sky
