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  • Id:

    e082facbefa2a4ae0a04b25dcf85541c1530931fbb41f3f317fd775bfd3716d1
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  • Prompt:

    hot new york city projects [black soulful jazzy song about hard times]

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    Concrete Blues

  • Description:

    The image features a man wearing a brown jacket and sunglasses, standing on a city street. He appears to be a young man, possibly a hipster, with a confident demeanor. The man is positioned in the center of the scene, and the street is lined with buildings on both sides. The environment suggests a bustling urban setting, where the man is navigating his way through the city.

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  • Lyrics:

    Title: Concrete Blues
Tags: Soul, Jazz, Male Vocals, Slow Tempo

[Intro, Soulful piano]  
Ahhh, yeah, I’m walkin’ through the heat,  
Underneath the skyline where dreams meet the street.  

[Verse 1]  
Brown jacket, shades on, I got my head held high,  
A young man in the city, just tryna survive.  
The concrete’s burnin’, but I’m movin’ with grace,  
In these hot New York projects, there’s no time to waste.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
The world don’t care if you’re sinkin' or swimmin’,  
But I keep pushin’ forward, no matter what I’m given.  

[Chorus]  
Hot New York City, got my feet in the grind,  
I’m makin’ my way through the struggles of time.  
In the city of dreams, we rise, we fall,  
But through the pain, I still stand tall.  

[Verse 2]  
I see the hustle in the eyes of the crowd,  
People tryna make it, speakin’ out loud.  
The streets are talkin’, tellin’ tales of the lost,  
But I keep on walkin’, no matter the cost.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
Ain’t no easy way out, but I’ll find my own,  
In the heart of the city, I’m carving my throne.  

[Chorus]  
Hot New York City, got my feet in the grind,  
I’m makin’ my way through the struggles of time.  
In the city of dreams, we rise, we fall,  
But through the pain, I still stand tall.  

[Bridge, Soulful saxophone]  
Yeah, the city’s cold, but I’m burnin' inside,  
These hard times can’t break me, I won’t hide.  
From the projects to the stars, I’ll make my mark,  
With the strength of my soul, I’ll light up the dark.  

[Chorus]  
Hot New York City, got my feet in the grind,  
I’m makin’ my way through the struggles of time.  
In the city of dreams, we rise, we fall,  
But through the pain, I still stand tall.  

[Outro, Soulful piano fades]  
Yeah, I’m walkin' through the fire,  
In this concrete jungle, I'm dreamin' higher…