In the hood where the streets are cold Everyday is a struggle, stories untold Where we hustle just to make it through Surviving in a world where dreams don't come true Raised in the concrete jungle, no place to call home Gotta stay strong, never let 'em see you alone Surrounded by poverty, violence, and despair But we keep pushing on, no time for fear In the hood where the music bangs loud Kids run wild, living fast, never allowed To dream beyond the limits, trapped in the cycle But we rise above, turning pain into our title From the struggle we emerged, diamonds in the rough We wear our scars with pride, never backing down, tough In the hood, we rise up, breaking barriers and walls We may come from the bottom, but we stand tall.