[Verse] Cold hit the block, cracks deep, tell the story, Spray cans silent now, snow writes in territory. Tag faded shades under white, ghost in the alley, Sidewalkâs rough canvas, cityâs chill finale. Footsteps crunch on broken glass, echoes in the mist, Every flake a shard of time, canât resist the twist. Grainy shadows slide past shuttered scenes, Winterâs ink blots over rebel dreams. [Pre-Chorus] Turn the corner, watch the frost bite, Nightâs a canvas, paint it tight. Cold airâs grip but the rhythmâs soul, On this cracked street, Iâm in control. [Chorus] First snow falling on the city grind, Taggin' cold streets with a colder mind. Frozen whispers in the graffiti lines, Winterâs ink, let the story unwind. First snow falling, feel the cold bite, Sidewalk cracked but the spiritâs bright. Underneath the white, we ignite, Sprayinâ life on the canvas of the night. [Verse] Skate wheels hum, a fast ride through the frost, Every stepâs a battle but itâs never lost. Broken tiles, jagged dreams, we stitch âem tight, Streetâs heartbeat thumps under fluorescent light. Echoes of cans and the winterâs hush, Spray-painted truths in the cityâs rush. Snow lays soft but the streets stay raw, Cracklinâ stories that the night saw. [Pre-Chorus] Turn the corner, watch the frost bite, Nightâs a canvas, paint it tight. Cold airâs grip but the rhythmâs soul, On this cracked street, Iâm in control. [Chorus] First snow falling on the city grind, Taggin' cold streets with a colder mind. Frozen whispers in the graffiti lines, Winterâs ink, let the story unwind. First snow falling, feel the cold bite, Sidewalk cracked but the spiritâs bright. Underneath the white, we ignite, Sprayinâ life on the canvas of the night. [Bridge] Frost on the shutters, locked tight in the fight, Streetlight halos cutting through the night. Tagginâ memories in the freeze and the flow, Know the cold, but the fire still glows. [Chorus] First snow falling on the city grind, Taggin' cold streets with a colder mind. Frozen whispers in the graffiti lines, Winterâs ink, let the story unwind. First snow falling, feel the cold bite, Sidewalk cracked but the spiritâs bright. Underneath the white, we ignite, Sprayinâ life on the canvas of the night. [Outro] Snow settles slow, but the streets donât sleep, Cold world stories, graffiti deep. First fallâs hush, but the city talks, In the cracks and the flakes, we walk the walks.