fire from the grave

1) Yo, I’m spitting fire like I’m back from the grave,/ Living legends write their stories, / I’m the one they crave, flowing/ , got the streets on lock, Rhymes sharp as a blade/, watch the world tick-tock. In the city where the dreams collide with the pain,/ I rise from the ashes, never drown in the rain/, Got my eyes on the prize, can’t be held back,/ Every word’s a bullet, and I’m ready to attack./ (Verse 2) Confidence in my veins,/ like a king on the throne,/ Life’s a chess game, I’m moving pieces alone, / Enemies lurking, but I’m ready for the fight ,/ With my pen as my weapon/ , I’m igniting the night./ I’m the voice of the struggle, hear the truth in my flow, / Got the heart of a lion, and the fire to grow, /) on blast, bringing heat to the scene, / In a world full of shadows, I’m living my dream. Can you from the bottom now I'm living lavish Stacking paper cheddar I'm that go go getter my pockets are heavey and your are as light feathers It's now or never. Separate the men from the week. Please take seat Oh if you're tired take a knee I'm on a balling spree counting up money that's falling from a tree don't get it twisted I'm still a gee and if u ever step on my toes it's the heat that I squeeze collecting my debts asking me why cause I need my cheese pay in full or I will release my killa bees