Lyrics
[Instumental Intro]
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[Verse 1]
Sun sets on the skyline, concrete canyons hold the night
Streetlights flicker, casting shadows, neon signs burn bright
A symphony of sirens, a rhythm in the air
The city breathes, a living beast, with stories everywhere
[Chorus]
Concrete jungle, where dreams are made of steel
Where every corner holds a secret, every heart can feel
The pulse of progress, the hunger in the streets
A symphony of hustlers, under neon sheets
[Verse 2]
Graffiti speaks in colors, on the walls that rise so high
Each tag a story whispered, under a watchful eye
From corner bodegas to the penthouse in the clouds
This urban wilderness, where life is loud and proud
(Chorus)
Concrete jungle, where dreams are made of steel
Where every corner holds a secret, every heart can feel
The pulse of progress, the hunger in the streets
A symphony of hustlers, under neon sheets
(Bridge)
But beneath the surface, a different beat resides
A community of souls, where love and hope abides
From block parties to open mics, a spirit takes its stand
A human tapestry, woven through the concrete land
(Chorus)
Concrete jungle, where dreams are made of steel
Where every corner holds a secret, every heart can feel
The pulse of progress, the hunger in the streets
A symphony of hustlers, under neon sheets
(Post-Chorus)
Concrete jungle, where dreams are made of steel
Where every corner holds a secret, every
(Outro)
The city sleeps, but never rests, a constant evolution
In the concrete jungle, {Fade out to end] a story of creation and revolution
From the dust and grime, a beauty takes its hold
The heart of the city, a story yet untold.
