Shadows

Yo, I’m grindin’ in the shadows, spittin’ flames in the dark, Chasin’ dreams in the alleys, where the real ones embark. Got a hunger in my chest, like a beast on the prowl, Every rhyme that I spit, man, it’s raw, it’s foul. Pavement’s my canvas, spray paint and scars, Sketchin’ out my future, while I’m raisin’ the bars. Life’s a game of chess, but I’m playin’ it hard, Got my eyes on the prize, yeah, I’m ready for the card. Used to doubt my flow, now I’m steady with the pen, Every line that I write, it’s a step to ascend. Grimy streets taught me, never bow, never bend, I’m the voice of the struggle, till the very end.