tales of.my ganglife
**Verse 1** In the concrete jungle, where the sirens scream, Survival of the fittest, ain't no room for a dream. Colors on my back, loyalty's my creed, Rolling with my brothers, planting the seed. Streetlights flicker, shadows move like ghosts, Every corner's a story, man, we know the most. From the block to the hustle, we play for keeps, In a world where the strong survive and the weak just weep. **Chorus** Hard-core gang life, living on the edge, No sleep, no peace, just a razor's edge. Brothers in arms, we stand side by side, In this life of chaos, there's nowhere to hide. **Verse 2** Ink on my skin tells the tales of my past, Every mark's a reminder of the die that we cast. Dreams shattered like glass, but we never back down, In the heart of the storm, we wear the crown. Money on the table, but respect is the prize, Eyes wide open, gotta watch for the lies. From the block to the booth, we’re spitting real truth, In this life of hard knocks, we’re the living proof. **Chorus** Hard-core gang life, living on the edge, No sleep, no peace, just a razor's edge. Brothers in arms, we stand side by side, In this life of chaos, there's nowhere to hide. **Bridge** But behind the tough facade, there’s a heart that beats, Hustling for a future, trying to make ends meet. We’ve seen the darkness, felt the pain and the strife, But through the struggles, we’re reclaiming our life. **Outro** So here’s to the warriors, the ones who don’t break, In this hard-core life, there’s a path we must take. From the shadows we rise, with our heads held high, In this gang life, we live, and we’ll never say die.
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**Verse 1** In the concrete jungle, where the sirens scream, Survival of the fittest, ain't no room for a dream. Colors on my back, loyalty's my creed, Rolling with my brothers, planting the seed. Streetlights flicker, shadows move like ghosts, Every corner's a story, man, we know the most. From the block to the hustle, we play for keeps, In a world where the strong survive and the weak just weep. **Chorus** Hard-core gang life, living on the edge, No sleep, no peace, just a razor's edge. Brothers in arms, we stand side by side, In this life of chaos, there's nowhere to hide. **Verse 2** Ink on my skin tells the tales of my past, Every mark's a reminder of the die that we cast. Dreams shattered like glass, but we never back down, In the heart of the storm, we wear the crown. Money on the table, but respect is the prize, Eyes wide open, gotta watch for the lies. From the block to the booth, we’re spitting real truth, In this life of hard knocks, we’re the living proof. **Chorus** Hard-core gang life, living on the edge, No sleep, no peace, just a razor's edge. Brothers in arms, we stand side by side, In this life of chaos, there's nowhere to hide. **Bridge** But behind the tough facade, there’s a heart that beats, Hustling for a future, trying to make ends meet. We’ve seen the darkness, felt the pain and the strife, But through the struggles, we’re reclaiming our life. **Outro** So here’s to the warriors, the ones who don’t break, In this hard-core life, there’s a path we must take. From the shadows we rise, with our heads held high, In this gang life, we live, and we’ll never say die.