歌词
[Verse 1]
In the heart of the concrete jungle, where the sirens wail,
Streets stained with blood, tales of those who failed.
From the corner bodegas to the alleyway scenes,
Every block's a battleground, every corner's got its fiends.
Gang signs spray-painted on the walls, marking territories,
Kids caught in the crossfire, writing their own stories.
From the Southside corners to the uptown blocks,
Where the shadows dance and the streetlights talk.
[Chorus]
Welcome to the jungle where the concrete's cold,
Where the young and the restless, they fight to hold.
In the land of the lost, where the streets don't sleep,
Where every move you make, every word you speak.
[Verse 2]
From the projects to the mansions, it's a tale of two cities,
Where the rich get richer and the poor show no pity.
In the shadows of the skyscrapers, where the hustlers roam,
Where the dreamers dream and the players play for gold.
From the corner stoops to the penthouse suites,
It's a world of contradictions, where the strong compete.
From the gangs on the corners to the suits in the boardrooms,
In the city that never sleeps, where the streets spell doom.
[Chorus]
Welcome to the jungle where the concrete's cold,
Where the young and the restless, they fight to hold.
In the land of the lost, where the streets don't sleep,
Where every move you make, every word you speak.
[Bridge]
In the shadows of the city, where the dreams collide,
Where the pain runs deep and the scars don't hide.
In the heart of the struggle, where the streets speak truth,
Where the gangs run wild and the elders mourn the youth.
[Outro]
So as the city lights fade and the night takes hold,
Remember the streets, where the stories unfold.
In the heart of the jungle, where the concrete's cold,
Where the brave and the bold, they fight to hold
