CONCRETE SERMON II

Intro Concrete sweat. Streetlight glare. Verse 1 Sidewalk sermon under broken sign I seen coke turn gold to brine Seen hustlers swear they fine While their pupils thin like fishing line Quick high ain’t quick fix It just remix Your risk Into something you can’t dismiss I watched ambition overdose On ego dose While promoters toast And cameras post Hook Roll One & Chill, hold position Gelato Glow Records long vision No addiction To false ascension Roll slow, don’t chase illusion This ain’t confusion It’s conclusion From hard intrusion Verse 2 You ever seen a body twitch From a tiny pinch Of that white glitch That promise rich? I have. And that shit don’t look cinematic It look tragic It look automatic So I stay grounded in my vices Measured prices Blues devices And sacrifices Bridge Guitar bend sound like warning Drum knock steady, not performing This ain’t glamorizing storming It’s reporting Verse 3 Independent spine intact No powder pact No fake act Just fact Gelato Glow Sessions steady rise Through sleepless nights and tired eyes No disguise Just enterprise Outro Concrete sermon end We don’t bend We transcend Through blues we send