Broke City

(Verse 1) In the broke city, streets are misunderstood, Life's a grind, just tryna do some good. Truth's hidden, falsehoods all around, But we're rising, ain't staying on the ground. (Chorus) In the broke city, doing what we could, No one's bound to be understood. Living through the struggle, fighting through the hood, Surrounded by lies, but we're up to no good. (Verse 2) Alleyways dark, but we make 'em shine, Dreamers out here, tryna make a line. Stories of the hustle, battles that we fought, We keep it real, can't be bought. (Chorus) In the broke city, doing what we could, No one's bound to be understood. Living through the struggle, fighting through the hood, Surrounded by lies, but we rise like we should. [continue awesomeness] [soft end] [continue awesomeness] [soft end]