ingnited dreams (trapping hard/hard trapping)

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ingnited dreams (trapping hard/hard trapping)

(Verse 1) In the heart of the struggle, where the streets talk loud, Concrete jungle, every corner wears a shroud. Raised by the hustle, dreams wrapped in a cloud, In the hood, where every heartbeat's proud. (Chorus) From the block to the top, we climb, Hood tales, every rhythm, every rhyme. Broken dreams, but we still shine, In the struggle, where the sun don't always find. (Verse 2) Late nights on the corner, where the pain unfolds, Stories untold, young souls feeling old. Gunpowder echoes, every story's told, In the hood, where the struggle's bold. (Chorus) From the block to the top, we climb, Hood tales, every rhythm, every rhyme. Broken dreams, but we still shine, In the struggle, where the sun don't always find. (Bridge) Through the shadows, we find our light, In the hood, where the fight's the tightest. Every step echoes, every dream's the brightest, In the streets, where hope ignites. (Verse 3) Survivors of the struggle, hearts made of steel, Hood legends, every scar, every feel. In the struggle, where the real recognize real, Grew up fast, but the dreams never kneel. (Chorus) From the block to the top, we climb, Hood tales, every rhythm, every rhyme. Broken dreams, but we still shine, In the struggle, where the sun don't always find. (Outro) In the symphony of the streets, our anthem plays, Hood tales etched in the nights and days. From the bottom to the sun's warm rays, In the hood, where resilience stays.

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(Verse 1) In the heart of the struggle, where the streets talk loud, Concrete jungle, every corner wears a shroud. Raised by the hustle, dreams wrapped in a cloud, In the hood, where every heartbeat's proud. (Chorus) From the block to the top, we climb, Hood tales, every rhythm, every rhyme. Broken dreams, but we still shine, In the struggle, where the sun don't always find. (Verse 2) Late nights on the corner, where the pain unfolds, Stories untold, young souls feeling old. Gunpowder echoes, every story's told, In the hood, where the struggle's bold. (Chorus) From the block to the top, we climb, Hood tales, every rhythm, every rhyme. Broken dreams, but we still shine, In the struggle, where the sun don't always find. (Bridge) Through the shadows, we find our light, In the hood, where the fight's the tightest. Every step echoes, every dream's the brightest, In the streets, where hope ignites. (Verse 3) Survivors of the struggle, hearts made of steel, Hood legends, every scar, every feel. In the struggle, where the real recognize real, Grew up fast, but the dreams never kneel. (Chorus) From the block to the top, we climb, Hood tales, every rhythm, every rhyme. Broken dreams, but we still shine, In the struggle, where the sun don't always find. (Outro) In the symphony of the streets, our anthem plays, Hood tales etched in the nights and days. From the bottom to the sun's warm rays, In the hood, where resilience stays.

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