COLD ❄️ IN THESES STREETS
GuttaGutta Walters10 Plays
•9 months ago
(Verse 1) Walking down these streets, it's cold as ice, Survival of the fittest, gotta pay the price, Every step I take, feeling the heat, No mercy in these streets, it's a constant feat. Gotta stay focused, can't afford to slip, The struggle's real, in this concrete abyss, Hustling day and night, trying to make ends meet, No time for sleep, gotta move to the beat. 172 BPM, my heart racing fast, Dodging bullets and drama, trying to outlast, The cold wind blows, chilling to the bone, But I keep pushing forward, I won't be overthrown. (Verse 2) In these streets, danger lurks around, Gotta watch my back, stay alert, no sound, The concrete jungle, where dreams go to die, But I refuse to give up, I'll reach for the sky. Eyes on the prize, I won't be deterred, The fire in my soul, it cannot be blurred, Surviving these cold streets, it's my daily grind, No room for weakness, gotta stay aligned. 172 BPM, matching my heartbeat, Adrenaline pumping, I won't face defeat, Through the darkest nights, I'll find my way, I'll rise above the cold, and make my own day. 16 bars, a glimpse into my life, These streets may be cold, but I'll conquer the strife, With determination as my shield, and rhymes as my sword, I'll navigate these streets, and rise as the lord.
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(Verse 1) Walking down these streets, it's cold as ice, Survival of the fittest, gotta pay the price, Every step I take, feeling the heat, No mercy in these streets, it's a constant feat. Gotta stay focused, can't afford to slip, The struggle's real, in this concrete abyss, Hustling day and night, trying to make ends meet, No time for sleep, gotta move to the beat. 172 BPM, my heart racing fast, Dodging bullets and drama, trying to outlast, The cold wind blows, chilling to the bone, But I keep pushing forward, I won't be overthrown. (Verse 2) In these streets, danger lurks around, Gotta watch my back, stay alert, no sound, The concrete jungle, where dreams go to die, But I refuse to give up, I'll reach for the sky. Eyes on the prize, I won't be deterred, The fire in my soul, it cannot be blurred, Surviving these cold streets, it's my daily grind, No room for weakness, gotta stay aligned. 172 BPM, matching my heartbeat, Adrenaline pumping, I won't face defeat, Through the darkest nights, I'll find my way, I'll rise above the cold, and make my own day. 16 bars, a glimpse into my life, These streets may be cold, but I'll conquer the strife, With determination as my shield, and rhymes as my sword, I'll navigate these streets, and rise as the lord.
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