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Street Kings Hold Down

Fogsignal MC

Grime

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Pounding heavy sub-bass drives this grime track, layered with syncopated drums and off-kilter rhythms at 140 BPM for relentless energy. Rapid MC delivery spits dense street lyricism over sparse synth stabs, creating a raw, minimalist urban soundscape. Vocal-centric production emphasizes aggressive flows and confrontational vibes straight from East London streets.

Lyrics

Yeah, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na Yeah, from the shadows we rise, ends on fire, no lie Man, them hold the line, survival's the prize Yeah, yeah, jungle, trap snappin' like jaws Hustle from dawn, dodgin' the laws, fed circlin' blocks Sirens scream loud, but we own these streets Head held proud, pockets stay deep, flip packs in the night Rivals get dashed, can't step to the fire, imbe chillin' and smart Blood on the pavement, rrr, from the grit Now we relevant, billet and chill, but I stay peeled One wrong move, your fate sealed From council flats to the top of the chain Pain in my veins, but I spit through the rain This is our ground, we defend it with bars Aggro in the air scars tell the world no backin' down We ride for the team street kings crown Livin' the dream, hold it down Hold it down Fist up high Never bow Never fire Give it down Give it down Give it down Pirate waves crashin', signals cut through the fog MC on the mic droppin' bums like a dog Bashment vibes twisted, grime in my soul Enemies fold, we reload and control Moms in the window prayin' we make it But the road cools loud I can't fake it Shanks in the waist just in case they invade Blade work precise, debts get repaid Brag on my name cause I earned every scar from Post codes clashing under the stars Hustle don't sleep, grind till we eat Elite on the beat, can't accept defeat This is our ground, we defend it with bars Aggro in the air scars tell the wars no backin' down We ride for the team street kings crown Livin' the dream, hold it down Hold it down Fist up high Never bow Never fire Hold it down Fist up high Never bow Slow it for a sec, feel the weight on my chest Lost bros to the game now ghosts in my breath But pride keeps me standin' unbendable still wheelin' deal Make the struggle feel, one day we'll flip it Rise from the dirt, but till then we hurt, put in work Dash that, slap that, chat Bad man ting, man then move mad Ring of kings, sub low, rumble Heart start to pound, own the whole sound Tear it down Back with the venom, reloaded and raw Clash with the ops, break every law Feds raid the spot, but we slip like a ghost Close to the most, coast on the boats Urban warriors, forged in the fire Higher we climb, fuel the desire Social chains break and we rewrite the script Rip on the mic, perfect the spit No silver spoon, just spoons full of dreams Schemes turn to cream, burst in the seams Territorial beast, feast on the feast Peace, nah, we release the beast This is our ground, we defend it with bars Aggro in the air scars tell the wars no backin' down We ride for the team street kings crowned Livin' the dream, hold it down Hold it down, down, fists up high They never bow, fade out the cry Hold it, we're down, we're high Never bow fade out the noise But the echo remains And start stay loyal through joy and the pains We ho We ho

Street Kings Hold Down

Fogsignal MC

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