Party's of the Congo Freestyle

(Verse 1) Yo, I step in the shadows, where the spirits roam deep, Like Moses at the Red Sea, I part waves, no sleep, Dominican blood, with the fire in my veins, Rolling through the jungle, where the lust never wanes. Marijuana clouds, smoke signals of my past, In the parties of the Congo, where the shadows cast. Dark nights, bright lights, got my mind on the grind, Every corner's got a story that the pain left behind. Lost in the haze, where the rhythm collides, Echoes in the alley, hear the truth in the lies. Whisper to the moon, while the ghosts they taunt me, Like a Pharaoh's curse, these dreams never haunt me. Grinding like I'm Cohen, ready for the throne, The streets taught me lessons, left my innocence blown. Roll the dice, man, life’s a gamble, no truce, With a blunt in my hand, mind spinning like a noose. (Chorus) Dark vibes rise, like the smoke in the air, Dominican pride, but the struggle’s unfair, Parties of the Congo, where the wild things play, I’m a soldier in the night, yeah, I’m living my way. (Verse 2) Shadows creeping closer, hear the echoes of the past, Every moment fades away, but the pain's built to last. With the flick of a lighter, I ignite what’s inside, Got the heat like the sun, with the world as my guide. Demons in the rearview, they’re whispering my name, But I rise like the tide, 'cause I’m lost in the game. Lurking in the darkness with a vision so clear, Smoke clears out my vision—what’s the lesson here? I wrote my own script, no director on the line, Survival of the fittest, all the weak fall behind. Dominican roots but my heart’s made of steel, With the weight of the world, every wound that I feel. Born in the struggle, like the roots of a tree, I’m a visionary plotting in a world full of greed. Parties of the Congo, where the rhythm controls, Got my crew on the rise, building bridges from souls. So, we blaze through the night, our laughter like a spark, In a world rich with shadows, we ignite the dark. (Chorus) Dark vibes rise, like the smoke in the air, Dominican pride, but the struggle’s unfair, Parties of the Congo, where the wild things play, I’m a soldier in the night, yeah, I’m living my way. (Outro) So, remember my name when the darkness picks sides, I’m the Moses of the mic, got the power to divide. With a flow like the river, and a vibe that won't cease, In the land of the lost, I'm the voice of release.