Survival Code

Yeah. Concrete jungle. No fairy tales here. It's do or die. Survival is the only language we speak. I learned the code in the silence, where every Handshake hides the violence, where every smile got A mask behind it, and every move gotta keep Your mind lit. Trust is rare like gold in The dirt. One wrong word and you end up Hurt. Loyalty's currency spent in blood. Break that bond, you drown in the flood. Trust is a code. Loyalty's a blade. Survival is the only game we ever play. Concrete walls. Stories never fade. Livin' by the rules that the ghetto made. Eyes on the back of my head when I Walk. Every corner got a mouth that talk. Shadows follow, the streets don't sleep. Even the strong gotta pray they eat. No promises, just hunger and steel. Fake love gets exposed in the field. Respect's the crown, but it's heavy to wear. One slip up, they'll put you in a chair. Trust is a code. Loyalty's a blade. Survival is the only game we ever play. Concrete walls. Stories never fade. Livin' by the rules that the ghetto made. We don't write laws, we carve 'em in skin. The streets baptize you, wash you sin. Every step's war, Every breath's tax. Survival ain't a skill, It's a contract. Trust is a code. Loyalty's a blade. Survival is the only game we ever play. Concrete walls. Stories never fade. Livin' by the rules that the ghetto made. Yeah. No heroes, no saints in the code. Only the ones who survive the load. Concrete prophet, stories unfold. In the book of the streets, Survival's told. Yeah. Yeah.