LIFE LINE

A Place where the whispers cut sharper than blades. Down in the shadows where the legacies made. Grimy alleys echo with a ghostly tone. Every brick in this jungle got a story of Its own. From the boom of the trunk to The hiss of the steam. It's a nightmare painted as an American dream. Caskets close fast, yeah, cash was the plan. A handshake's a gamble, yeah, death deals the hand, Yeah. Swear I heard the devil, yeah, humming through The bass line. Clock ticks slower when you're Runnin' out of lifeblood. Streets don't sleep, they just breathe in the sin. Yeah, cycle on repeat, but does it end? How Long before this city bends? Down in the shadows where the streetlights flicker. Every move's calculated, ah, time moves quicker, Ah. A place where the whispers cut sharper than Blades. Down in the shadows where the legacies made. Where the legacies made. Where the legacies made. Where the legacies made. Down in the shadows where the legacies made.