[solo
lead
vocal —
no
backing
vocals,
no
harmonies,
single
vocal
track
only] (
lntro) (
Heavy,
distorted
bass
kicks
in
with
a
dark,
syncopated
Afro-drill
percussion) (
Gritty
synth
melody
looping
in
the
background)
Yeah,
yeah
E.
N.
I.
G.
I.
Best
Street
life,
real
life
Listen (
Verse 1)
Concrete
jungle
where
the
lions
reside,
No
place
to
run
and
no
place
to
hide.
Under
the
streetlights,
the
shadows
are
long,
In
the
belly
of
the
beast,
where
we
stay
strong.
Moving
in
silence,
no
noise
in
the
lane,
Turning
the
struggle
to
gold
from
the
pain.
I
see
the
hustle,
the
grind,
and
the
heat,
While
the
rhythm
is
pulsing
underneath
the
street.
Small
boy
with
a
big
dream,
eyes
on
the
prize,
Avoiding
the
traps
and
the
web
of
the
lies.
We
dodge
the
sirens,
we
navigate
the
maze,
Lost
in
the
rhythm
of
the
urban
haze. (
Chorus)
Street
vibration,
heavy
on
the
bass,
Running
the
rhythm,
winning
the
race.
Afro-drill
energy,
dark
and
deep,
Promises
kept
while
the
city
sleeps.
Oya,
steady
the
flow,
steady
the
grind,
Leaving
the
weak
and
the
hollow
behind. (
Street
life,
real
life,
yeah) (
Verse 2)
They
talk
about
glory,
they
talk
about
fame,
But
they
don't
know
the
weight
of
the
street's
name.
From
the
corner
shop
to
the
high-rise
view,
We
stay
authentic,
we
stay
true.
Mixing
the
percussion
with
the
heavy
rap
floW,
Watching
the
way
that
the
street
lights
glow.
It's
a
survival
of
the
fittest,
a
dance
with
the
fate,
Moving
through
the
tension,
never
showing
late.
No
handouts
here,
just
sweat
and
the
grit,
Making
a
way,
every
bit
of
it.
The
beat
hits
hard
like
a
heavy
metal
drum,
To
the
rhythm
of
the
struggle,
we
all
become
one. (
Chorus)
Street
vibration,
heavy
on
the
bass,
Running
the
rhythm,
winning
the
race.
Afro-drill
energy,
dark
and
deep,
Promises
kept
while
the
city
sleeps.
Oya,
steady
the
flow,
steady
the
grind,
Leaving
the
weak
and
the
hollow
behind. (
Street
life,
real
life,
yeah) (
Beat
drops
out,
leaving
only
a
haunting,
high-pitched
synth
and
a
sparse
clap)
Watch
your
step,
watch
your
back,
In
the
middle
of
the
chaos,
stay
on
track. (
Bass
slams
back
in
with
full
intensity)
It's
the
street,
it's
the
soul,
it's
the
life
we
know,
Everywhere
the
heavy
rhythms
go.
Street
life,
real
life
Listen