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In the concrete jungle, where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do, these streets'll make you love
The fire escapes and graffiti-covered walls
Where rap battles thrive and the rhythm never stalls

[Chorus]
East coast boom bap, that's the sound we crave (ooh-yeah)
From the beats to the rhymes, it's the golden age (uh-huh)
Kickin' lyrics so fly, it's a hip-hop serenade
Streets of the East, where the realness is portrayed