Siren Echoes

Born in the Bronx, fire Block parties trump and desires ignite DJ Herc scratching the brakes just right Pires you to the culture, on in the night Rhythms collide where the streets meet soul Rhymes unfold like a story untold Spoken word warriors paint in the air Over bass heavy waves, we declare Hip hip hop, heart of the hustle Beat driven pulse, rapping the truth No need for a clutch Samples from the past, we remix the rush Turntable spinning, in us and trust From the cypher to the stage, we own the flow Rhythm and rebellion, watch the legacy grow Hip hop eternal, every bar we broke Smoking fire over tracks, let the whole world know Drum machines pound like a heartbeat ball Sampler slice the silence, breaking the law Old school echoes in the lo-fi globe Confidence strides through the urban snow Energetic vibes, introspective depths Streetwise, tipped In every breath From trap to the roots, we evolve the sound Rhymes that bind us, underground profound Hip hip hop, heart of the hustle Beat driven pulse, rapping the truth No need for a clutch Samples from the past, we remix the rush Turntable spinning, in us and trust From the cypher to the stage, we own the flow Rhythm and rebellion, watch the legacy grow Hip hop eternal, every bar we broke Smoking fire over tracks, let the whole world know Pause for the scratch, feel the vinyl spin Echoes of ancestors, where it all begins No chains can hold, this voice Unchained, in the beats embrace Our pains refrain, from seventies blocks To global thrones, we rise through the noise Claiming our own Vocals layered deep, like roots in the concrete Bass drops heavy, make the weak retreat DJ techniques, cutting through the haze Inspiring the laws, lighting up the maze Poets of the pavement, emotional tide Rapping our scars, turning tears to pride This is the genre, that never dies Hip hop forever, under city skies Yeah, hip hop Alive, over those We thrive With scratches We thrive