Darkness Under the Oni Tree

Creeping through alleys where shadows don't play. Night's got their secrets, they whisper to stay. Thoughts loaded heavy, the brain's an AK. Tears hit the bricks, let the concrete decay. Wolves howl low where the streetlights flicker. Heart cold blooded, veins drip liquor. Dreams buried deep, but the shovel got thicker. Life a slow movie, no frame gets quicker. Ciphers on stoops, truth tangled in lace. Time's on the run, but it trips in the Race. Dice roll quick, hope's lost in the chase. Soul in the gutter, still embracing the bass. The night's a canvas, strokes made of sin. Demons on the drums play the rhythm within. Mind's in a cipher spinning tales from my kin. Where struggle's the anthem and survival's the win. Concrete jungle where the beasts hold court. Kings wear chains, call it rugged sport. Rhymes cut sharp, every word retort. Built from the ground, never life's a resort. Wolves howl low where the streetlights flicker. Heart cold blooded, veins drip liquor. Dreams buried deep, but the shovel got thicker. Life a slow movie, no frame gets quicker. Life a slow movie, no frame gets quicker. Life a slow movie, no frame gets quicker.