Bumpin' in the Concrete Jungle

This ain't no picnic in the park, this is life in the fast lane. You gotta move to the sound, feel it in your bones. The hustle and bustle, the sirens wailin', the dust hangin' heavy in the air - that's our soundtrack. But we don't fret about it. We find our flow, struttin' to our own jam. Whether you're grindin' on the street, or chillin' in a bea

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