Midnight City Lights

[Verse] Midnight in the city the streets come alive Neon lights flashing money in overdrive From the ground up to the dizzy sky high Got big dreams parked in the driveway [Verse 2] Graffiti tells stories on the brick wall Echoes of hustle in the night call Pulse of the beats bouncing down the hall Gotta keep moving can't ever stall [Chorus] Lights are bright and the minds race Chasing moments always out of place In the city's maze at breakneck pace Keep grinding like it's life's last chase [Verse 3] From the gutter to the penthouse suite Heartbeats sync with the rhythm of the street In the crossroads where dreamers meet Rising tempers and the blistering heat [Bridge] City's heartbeat under the moon's glow Every alleyway got its own show Lost in the echoes that time will bestow In the city's shadows we all flow [Chorus] Lights are bright and the minds race Chasing moments always out of place In the city's maze at breakneck pace Keep grinding like it's life's last chase

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Verse 1 (Hippie-Rap Flow): Kaleidoscope dreams, I’m drippin’ in Gucci green, Purple haze in my veins, champagne in my spleen. Gold-leaf spliffs, every hit’s a fuckin’ wake-up, Private jet cypher, cloud nine’s my break-up. Sippin’ Saintly sins, Louis XIII on my lips, Stripper-shine diamonds, hips sway, cash rips. Weed smoke halo, soul glitchin’ like vinyl, Rich man’s hippie, cashmere rebel, no final. Chorus (Soul Melody): Rollin’ in the green, sippin’ on the gold, Velvet vice, paradise, never gettin’ old. Neon queens, whiskey streams, we fuck the night, Saint or sinner, burn slow—eternal light. Verse 2 (Sultry Rap): Prosecco pros, hips slow-mo in the glow, Stripper saints with painted sins, hell’s payroll. “Bless me, father,” she whispers, cash confess, Cognac kisses, Miss Mary’s got me blessed. High-class junkie, Rolex ticks like a drum, Silk sheets, street sweets—love’s a loaded gun. Moët waterfalls, her curves write the Psalms, Liquor-laced sermons, we dance where God damned. Bridge (Psychedelic Soul): Is this heaven? Or a hole? Smoke rings sing to my soul. Silk and sin, tangled threads, Ferrari reds, beds of regret. Saint or sinner? Lost control— Velvet vices feed my soul. Verse 3 (Gritty Flow): Jack Daniels baptize, stripper heels crucify, Porsche 911, speedin’ through the sky. Hookers in haute couture, karma’s a cheap date, Liquor store liturgy, sin’s on the plate. Puff, pass, cash stacks—holy trinity, “Amen,” she moans, body my divinity. Broken halo, still glowin’ like the moon, Burn the script, life’s a blunt—draggin’ soon. Outro (Fading Soul Ad-Libs): Rollin’… rollin’… (green to gold…) Velvet… neon… (never get old…) Whisper… saint… (fade to smoke…) (Hums) Mmm, eternal light…

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[Verse] I met you on a crowded street Your smile lit up the concrete Magic words we both repeat Two hearts dancing to the beat [Verse 2] Whispers in the midnight air City lights they stare and glare Holding hands without a care I knew right then I'd always be there [Chorus] Heartbeat in the city night Love's a rhythm feeling right Stay with me till morning light Together we can ignite [Verse 3] Walking through the alley ways Moonlight guides our secret maze Every touch a sweet praise We got a love that never fades [Bridge] Through the noise and all the scenes You and I we're kings and queens Living life in dreams unseen True love in the in-betweens [Chorus] Heartbeat in the city night Love's a rhythm feeling right Stay with me till morning light Together we can ignite

Instance after instance Grace without taste We’ve been looking for answers all over this place In the quiet of night we will burst into flame See them cower in virtue but it’s just for fame Feel intimidation, the light in your face The interrogation is not worth the chase To be interrupted, to feel insecure Through fall-outs and failing’s the pressures endured Polite, so sit tight, and finance the bill Violent discourse mounts past the hill Their cadence is soothing so don’t be afraid We close our eyes, then the memories fade When we’re anxious for rations, we repeat our actions These matches made ashes that deterred the masses Gun cashes with fascists who cause market crashes But they won’t be afraid They close their eyes and the memories fade Silence is guidance It’s bleak but I’m meek You look forward to years, I hold onto the week Feel heat on your skin from the sun shining through The fabric was thin, but you already knew I don’t have an answer so I ask myself What should be in focus, what stays on the shelf Anger is easy, patience is a bitch You could grin it, and bear it or just scratch the itch Not a doctor or poet, not a very good cook But have pretty good eyesight and know where to look Night is hours away, so babe don’t be afraid We close our eyes, then the memories fade When we’re anxious for rations, we repeat our actions These matches made ashes that deterred the masses Gun cashes with fascists who cause market crashes But they won’t be afraid They close their eyes and the memories fade

[Verse] Driving through the city lights of neon green Every street a story caught in the in-between Heartbeats like drums in the alley unseen Whispers in the dark make the mind unclean [Verse 2] In the maze of concrete thoughts run wild Streets call my name like a ghostly child Eyes in the mirror always on trial Sins in my pocket but I'm still on file [Chorus] Wild honey drips from my fingertips Love and chaos spinning like eclipse Caught in the moment where reality slips Dreams on the edge feel the world eclipse [Verse 3] Treading lines between wrong and right Moon plays tricks in the throes of the night Kaleidoscope visions in a fractured sight Truths hidden deep in the cloak of twilight [Verse 4] Echoes of laughter fade into the mist Life's just a game with a complex twist Chasing shadows where the dawn persists Hope in my veins feels like a clenched fist [Bridge] Strangers with masks walk past my mind Answers in their eyes but I stay blind Truth is a puzzle that's never aligned Lost but the journey is where I unwind

[Verse 1] Sunset on the stoop, smoke curls like cursive, Sneakers scuff these streets where the struggle surfaces. Pocket full of dreams, but the rent’s a burglar— Momma’s prayers still echo: “Boy, don’t let ‘em murder ya.” East Coast winters, cold hands, warm ambition, Rhymes scribbled on napkins, my soul’s ammunition. From Queensbridge shadows to Brooklyn’s bright lights, Every scar’s a chapter, every dawn a rewrite. [Chorus] We rise slow, grind slower, heartbeats sync to the sample, Life’s a jazz loop—pain and joy, no example. Good livin’ ain’t given, it’s built in the scramble, Concrete lullabies, where the hustle and hope ramble. [Verse 2] Corner store prophets preach in loose change, Taxi horns harmonize with the subway’s refrain. Grandpop’s ghost in my Walkman, cracklin’ through the static, “Survive the madness, but keep your soul cinematic.” I wear my city like a leather jacket— Faded, torn at the edges, but still I rock it. Every “NO” just fuel, every “YES” a trophy, We bloom in the cracks, where the pavement’s lonely. [Bridge] (Piano riff drips like August rain…) This life’s a chessboard, we pawns turned kings, Checkmate the doubt with the truth that we bring. The grind’s a love song, the struggle’s the chorus, From project windows, we watch the horizon for us. [Chorus] We rise slow, grind slower, heartbeats sync to the sample, Life’s a jazz loop—pain and joy, no example. Good livin’ ain’t given, it’s built in the scramble, Concrete lullabies, where the hustle and hope ramble. [Outro] (Beat drops to a muted trumpet & vinyl crackle…) Yeah… Aim’s to live smooth, even when the blocks rough, Find heaven in the little things—’cause the world’s enough. Head nod to the OGs, their wisdom in my stride,* East Coast heartbeat… forever in my side.*

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