Yeah...

Been trapped too long in these blocks, bruv...

Gotta find a way out before the dream rots...

Diesel smoke in my lungs, visions in my head...

Time to escape this maze before I end up dead...

Concrete cradle, born in the blocks,

Clock tickin’ fast, hear that dreaded knock.

Feds at the door, it's four to the floor,

Dreams expire in a flash 'n' flicker,

Bins overflow, but I move quicker.

Life in a loop, no map, no clue,

Grey sky drippin’ that post-rain hue.

Flat hallway smellin’ like chronic and pain,

Neighbours fightin’, same old chain.

Mum prayin’ hard, bills unpaid,

Man’s still schemin’ on deals in shade.

Eyes on the fence, mind in the rave,

Urban grime heart, but I’m still enslaved.

I’m tryin’ to escape this maze,

Lost in the smoke and haze.

Too many nights I prayed,

That I’d see them brighter days.

No more chains, no phase,

No more fake displays.

I’m breakin’ through the craze—

Gotta escape this maze!

Yo, life’s like a block with no lift inside,

Every climb up got me slippin’ in pride.

Council walls got ears and eyes,

Still we hustle under flickered skies.

Man see peers turn ghosts in raids,

Postcodes curse like sharp blades.

Tryna keep sane in the siren hum,

Heart’s still numb but I won’t succumb.

Too many bruddas on the edge, half broke,

Dreams go up like council smoke.

Still I scribble on walls in code,

My story written in pain I owed.

"Escape route unknown...

Tower block rising… system broken…

All exits blocked… recalculating… recalculating..."

Now I’m shiftin’ gears in turbo pace,

Diesel fumes flood the mental space.

Rhythm in my chest, I’m the rave’s escape,

Ain’t no maze that can hold my fate.

Found my lane in the broken grime,

Flow divine through distorted time.

Every setback built my throne,

Every scar became my home.

Now I run with beats not blades,

Lightin’ fires in council shades.

Ain’t no trap gon’ claim my name,

I’m the glitch, the ghost, the flame.

I’m tryin’ to escape this maze,

Lost in the smoke and haze.

Too many nights I prayed,

That I’d see them brighter days.

No more chains, no phase,

No more fake displays.

I’m breakin’ through the craze—

Gotta escape this maze!

From the block to the sky,

We rise…

From despair to divine…

We escape this maze tonight.