Masters of the Streets
distorted guitars, aggressive, layered with growls and shouted gang vocals for emphasis, male vocals, rapcore, rap, punchy drums, gravelly male voice
Masters of the Streets
distorted guitars, aggressive, layered with growls and shouted gang vocals for emphasis, male vocals, rapcore, rap, punchy drums, gravelly male voice
Lyrics
Intro
(YEAH!!....)
Verse 1
Concrete jungle, I’m Tarzan with a blade
Shadow in the alley, deals never delayed
Cops roll by, we vanish, no parade
Coded in the silence, the moves we made (Ough!...)
Streetlights flicker, Morse code of the grind
Graffiti tags scream—leaving truth behind
Cash in the duffel, dreams never confined
We the architects, blueprint designed (Yeah!...)
Chorus
We the masters, the rulers, the kings of these streets,
Every block, every corner, they bow to our beats.
No escape, no retreat, feel the pulse, feel the heat,
Masters of the streets, yeah, masters of the streets.
(Yeah!...)
Verse 2
Knuckles speak volumes, whispers turn screams,
Dreams die young, replaced by schemes.
A crowbar symphony, a blade's sharp hymn,
You step into our world, you swim or sink. (Ough!...)
Burning rubber, smoke fills the air,
The city's our lair, beware if you dare.
Chasing power, fueled by the heat,
On the criminal clock, our time repeats. (Yeah!...)
Bridge
Echoes of sirens, a hymn to the night
Skyscraper shadows swallowing the light
The grind is religion, our holy fight
Saints of survival, wrong feels right
Chorus
We the masters, the rulers, the kings of these streets,
Every block, every corner, they bow to our beats.
No escape, no retreat, feel the pulse, feel the heat,
Masters of the streets, yeah, masters of the streets.
(Yeah!...)
Outro
Who dares defy the hands of fate?
Chains clank loud, sealing your weight.
Night's our canvas, painted in crime,
We own this hour, we own this time.
End