Bronx Breakfire Cipher

Ball in the shadows of the Bronx, set at Block parties, bumping dreams, igniting the fire DJ Kool Herc spinning brakes on the wheel Kids circling up, feeling the raw appeal From concrete jungles where the struggle's the norm Voices rising like sirens in the storm Rhymes carved from paint, etched in the night Spitting truths that cut deeper than a knife Bass thumping, heavy hearts sink to the drum Echoes of the ancestors, where the real ones come from Hip-hop, heartbeat of the streets Rhythmic flow where the soul meets the beat Rhymes over samples, scratching the truth From the booth to the booth eternal youth We rise with the rhythm fall with the fire Spoken word warriors, taking it higher Hip-hop, the pose, the fight, the light In every ball, we claim the night Turntables turning, needles dropping the groove Sampling the soul, making the old feel new MCs gripping mics like lifelines in the fray Weaving tales of triumph over yesterday's decay Drum machines pounding, shake the crown Bass lines, the road deep where the lost are found From graffiti walls to the cypher's raw edge We build the sound we build the sound The world implies what words, no need for a pledge Emotional currents run wild in the Confidence strides through the introspective curse Hip-hop, heartbeat of the streets Rhythmic flow where the soul meets the beat Rhymes over samples, scratching the truth From the booth to the booth eternal youth We rise with the rhythm fall with the fire Spoken word warriors, taking it higher Hip-hop, the pose, the fight, the light In every ball, we claim the night Pause for the break, pause for the night Breath in the silence, we heal Generations whisper what the heart can't conceal From old school breaks to the traps, digital haze It's more than the sound, it's the fire that stays Streetwise and energetic, we carry the weight Introspective echoes, sealing our fate No chains can hold what the culture ignites Hip-hop forever, through the darkest nights Evolving from lo-fi tapes to the streams that flood Global anthems born from the hoods on blood Trap snares snapping, urban legends unfold Beats driving forward, stories you've never heard before Vocals laying deep, like roots in the soil Sampling history, making the broken whole Confident kings and queens claiming the throne In every rhyme, we're never alone From the 70's spark to the infinite now Hip-hop's the language that shows us how Hip-hop, heartbeat of the streets Rhythmic flow where the soul meets the beat Rhymes over samples, scratching the truth From the booth to the booth eternal youth We rise with the rhythm fall with the fire Spoken word warriors, taking it higher Hip-hop, the close, the fight, the light In every bar, we claim the night Hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop