[Verse 1 - Surreal]

Sunshine through the metro, outline the sky scrape
Feel the flow of the city man it vibrates
Trash in the gutter
Garbage truck make stops
Traffic backed up 'til your bumping for eight blocks
The beat cops patrol the street tops
Bodega by day but at night it's the weed spot
Right down the block is a project tenement
Looks like Lebanon when bombs just leveled it
Couches in the courtyard, brown stone buildings
Young guns illin', trying to make a killing
It's all about the schillings so they gotta get the feeling
It's survival of the poor man trying to make a million
In the park there's some children, sand castle building
Watching and learning from the role model villains
Amongst the chaos and doom, a flower still blooms
Light up the night sky just like the moon
You ever seen a rose grow on a concrete tomb
Or the rain cool the block in the middle of June
I have in the city, plenty call home
It's got a pulse and a mind of it's own

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