歌词
As the players move in, hear the destiny call
Stompin' to the beat of the urban parade
Duma's quick on his feet, in this jungle he's made
The dice set in hand, fate's cruel serenade
Deals under street lamps, where the trust is betrayed
[Instrumental]
Mmm, yeahh (trumpet solo)
[Pre-Chorus]
Hey, hey, Tudor, what you gonna do?
When the city's beat knocks some sense into you
Hey, hey, Tudor, will you pay your dues?
Or just keep gamblin' 'til you lose?
Tudor Duma rolled the dice, streets his nightly heist
Slippin' through the alleys with the scent of vice
Pocket full of mischief, and eyes of cold ice
Served his poison slow, swore each deal was paradise
A simple man with vices, card games and gin
Toasting to the hustlers, sinking into sin
Underneath the city lights, where his world begins
Duma's slinging dreams, but the house always wins
Young Tudor Duma, with a blade to the cardboard
His empire fell, now he's locked behind steel doors
Dreamt of being king, now just a number to the law
Slicing through the box, but justice found its claw
Hey auntie, what's that sound? It's just Tudor going down
Lost in the streets, where the packaging surrounds
He was boxing shadows, claimed his throne from paper crowns
The judge wasn't amused, met gavels, no applause
Tudor's got a tempo, caged bird with a reason
Drumming on the bars, to the beat of changing seasons
Auntie's whisperin', 'Tudor, where did you stray?'
Promises we made, carved in alleys where kids play
He's countin' every crack, in a six-by-eight display
Graffiti on his soul, but his hope don't wash away
[Chorus]
'Cause he's more than his mistakes, freedom in his mind's estate
Rhymes behind the bars, beats bound to liberate
Duma's name's not done, future ain't just fate
In every crushed box, a lesson, never too late
