Lyric

【Chorus】

Dirty city, blood in the smoke

Dreams get choked, but I never broke

Concrete cries under neon lies

Still I rise with fire in my eyes

Street-born, bred for the grind

Truth in scars, peace hard to find

No clean slate, no pretty pity—

Just me and the night… in this dirty city

【Verse 1】

Cold nights, I walk alone

Glass in the gutter, steel in my tone

Money talks with a crooked grin

Saints wear masks, devils wear skin

Corner boys with empty hope

Selling peace by the ounce or rope

I ain’t judging, I see the code—

This city loves what can’t be told

False friends, fast ends

Betrayal dressed like dividends

Sirens hum a lullaby

While mothers learn to say goodbye

But I ain’t just tryna survive

I’m the ghost that stayed alive

Middle of madness, I hold my ground

Built a throne where hate is crowned

【Bridge】

Yeah—grime in the air, sin in the breeze

No fairytale under these trees

You want out? Gotta bleed

Dirty city don’t set you free

【Chorus】

Dirty city, blood in the smoke

Dreams get choked, but I never broke

Concrete cries under neon lies

Still I rise with fire in my eyes

Street-born, bred for the grind

Truth in scars, peace hard to find

No clean slate, no pretty pity—

Just me and the night… in this dirty city

【Verse 2】

I see kings in rags, queens in pain

Gold chains rust in the acid rain

Youth on edge, dreams for sale

Hope’s a whisper lost in hail

But I’m the light they ain’t erase

The final line they can't replace

Wrote my story on a wall

Spray can gospel, rise from fall

No love here, but I don’t fold

Turned that cold into pure gold

Made my peace with shadow talk

I don’t run—I own my block

Street ain't hell if you rule it wise

Turn the dirt to diamond skies

They label us broken, born to bleed—

But we the roots… they all need

【Bridge 2】

So I wear the city like a scar

Truth rides in every bar

No disguise, no pity plea—

Just raw soul and legacy

【Final Chorus】

Dirty city, blood in the smoke

Dreams get choked, but I never broke

Concrete cries under neon lies

Still I rise with fire in my eyes

Street-born, bred for the grind

Truth in scars, peace hard to find

I got no fear, I got no pity—

Just me and the fire… in this dirty city