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(Intro)
Yeah, yeah, uh
You know what it is, it's that UK drill trap
Let's go, let's get it
(Verse 1)
On these gritty streets, where the concrete meets the heat,
Every day's a hustle, tryna make ends meet,
Eyes wide open 'cause the snakes never sleep,
In this jungle of survival, only strong hearts keep the beat.
Raised on these blocks where the sirens sing their song,
Gotta stay sharp 'cause the night's where we belong,
No love for the weak, it's a game of right and wrong,
In the belly of the beast, where the weak don't last long.
(Bridge)
Heart of a lion, mind of a soldier,
In this warzone, ain't no room for the colder,
Gotta stay focused, can't afford to get caught,
In the crossfire of dreams and what we sought.
(Chorus)
UK drill trap, where the truth meets the pain,
Every lyric's a story, every beat's a refrain,
In the rhythm of the struggle, we carve out our name,
On these streets of survival, where we play the game.
(Verse 2)
Late nights on the corner, shadows dance with the smoke,
Got my brothers by my side, ain't no place for a joke,
In this concrete maze, where the echoes provoke,
We walk a thin line between hope and provoke.
Life's a gamble, but we play with the cards we're dealt,
In this urban symphony where only the real are felt,
Through the highs and the lows, where emotions melt,
In this city of dreams, where the hand we're dealt is dealt.
(Bridge)
Heart of a lion, mind of a soldier,
In this warzone, ain't no room for the colder,
Gotta stay focused, can't afford to get caught,
In the crossfire of dreams and what we sought.
(Chorus)
UK drill trap, where the truth meets the pain,
Every lyric's a story, every beat's a refrain,
In the rhythm of the struggle, we carve out our name,
On these streets of survival, where we play the game.
(Verse 3)
Through the chaos and the madness, we rise above the noise,
In this concrete jungle, where the real ones deploy,
With dreams in our eyes and our hearts as our voice,
We navigate the darkness, knowing we have no choice.
No glory without sacrifice, that's the code we live by,
In this grind for a better life, where we aim for the sky,
UK drill trap, where the truth will never die,
In this symphony of struggle, where we reach for the high.
(Outro)
Yeah, yeah, it's that UK drill trap vibe,
Where every lyric's a tale of the streets we survive,
In the heart of the city, where we strive to revive,
