Locked up TDC, dreams on a shelf, Countin' days in the cell, tryna find myself, Concrete jungle, shadows lurk in the nig
Locked up TDC, dreams on a shelf, Countin' days in the cell, tryna find myself, Concrete jungle, shadows lurk in the night, Every corner got a story, gotta fight for the light. Lost a piece of my soul in the dark of the pen, But I’m stacking up wisdom, I’m a lion in the den, Time’s a cruel teacher, but I’m learning the game, With every scar I carry, I’m igniting the flame. (Verse 2) Whispers in the hall, plotting moves like chess, Heart heavy with the weight, but I’m feeling blessed, Echoes of my past, but I’m carving my fate, With a pen and a pad, I create and relate. From the block to the bars, still keeping it real, Every line that I spit, it’s a part of my steel, Locked up, but my mind is free as the breeze, When I step out these gates, I’ll be ready to HomeBoy 210 .
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Locked up TDC, dreams on a shelf, Countin' days in the cell, tryna find myself, Concrete jungle, shadows lurk in the night, Every corner got a story, gotta fight for the light. Lost a piece of my soul in the dark of the pen, But I’m stacking up wisdom, I’m a lion in the den, Time’s a cruel teacher, but I’m learning the game, With every scar I carry, I’m igniting the flame. (Verse 2) Whispers in the hall, plotting moves like chess, Heart heavy with the weight, but I’m feeling blessed, Echoes of my past, but I’m carving my fate, With a pen and a pad, I create and relate. From the block to the bars, still keeping it real, Every line that I spit, it’s a part of my steel, Locked up, but my mind is free as the breeze, When I step out these gates, I’ll be ready to HomeBoy 210 .