Concrete Jungle

(Verse 1)
Yo, in the city lights, where dreams take flight,
From the blocks to the courts, we own the night.
Ballin' hard, on the blacktop we reign,
Big dreams, big city, that's the game we claim.

(Pre-Chorus)
Grit and grime, in these streets we thrive,
Nothin' but hustle to keep us alive.
Concrete jungle, where legends are born,
In the land of the lost, we wear the crown adorned.

(Chorus)
Welcome to the hood, where we hustle and grind,
In the land of the brave, where we leave it all behind.
Basketball courts, where legends are made,
In the city's rhythm, our anthem is played.

(Verse 2)
From Brooklyn to Queens, we rep our pride,
Under streetlights, where we collide.
Money talks, but the streets speak louder,
Big dreams, big schemes, we're the city's power.

(Pre-Chorus)
Police sirens wail, but we ain't afraid,
In these streets, we've already paid.
With every dribble, every shot we take,
We carve our path, no room for fake.

(Chorus)
Welcome to the hood, where we hustle and grind,
In the land of the brave, where we leave it all behind.
Basketball courts, where legends are made,
In the city's rhythm, our anthem is played.

(Bridge)
Through the struggle, we rise like kings,
In the city's chaos, our melody sings.
Biggie's spirit in our heart and soul,
In this concrete jungle, we reach our goal.

(Chorus)
Welcome to the hood, where we hustle and grind,
In the land of the brave, where we leave it all behind.
Basketball courts, where legends are made,
In the city's rhythm, our anthem is played.

(Outro)
So raise your hands, and let your voice be heard,
In the city's symphony, let your dreams be stirred.
From the blocks to the courts, we'll always reign,
In the spirit of Biggie, forever in our domain.