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Verse 1 Yeah, stepping in the booth, let me tell you the truth, Built from the ground, I ain't got nothing to lose. Born with a fire, let it burn in my soul, Every rhyme I spit, man, it’s talking control. Came from the bottom, now I’m climbing the peak, Voice of the voiceless, let the quiet ones speak. Heart on my sleeve, yeah, I’m wearing it proud, Turn it up, let the bass shake the whole damn crowd. Chorus It’s the rhythm of the streets, it’s the fight in my chest, Every beat, every line, yeah, I give it my best. No fear, no doubt, just the will to survive, This is my anthem, I’m alive, I’m alive. Verse 2 Days were cold, nights were long, had to fight through the dark, But I found my way, now I’m leaving a mark. A rebel with a cause, I don’t follow the script, I flip the page, now the power’s in my grip. Every block, every corner got a story to tell, From the cracks in the pavement to the sound of the bells. I’m the voice of the struggle, the rise from the fall, Yeah, I’m breaking the limits, I’m surpassing it all. Chorus It’s the rhythm of the streets, it’s the fight
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Verse 1 Yeah, stepping in the booth, let me tell you the truth, Built from the ground, I ain't got nothing to lose. Born with a fire, let it burn in my soul, Every rhyme I spit, man, it’s talking control. Came from the bottom, now I’m climbing the peak, Voice of the voiceless, let the quiet ones speak. Heart on my sleeve, yeah, I’m wearing it proud, Turn it up, let the bass shake the whole damn crowd. Chorus It’s the rhythm of the streets, it’s the fight in my chest, Every beat, every line, yeah, I give it my best. No fear, no doubt, just the will to survive, This is my anthem, I’m alive, I’m alive. Verse 2 Days were cold, nights were long, had to fight through the dark, But I found my way, now I’m leaving a mark. A rebel with a cause, I don’t follow the script, I flip the page, now the power’s in my grip. Every block, every corner got a story to tell, From the cracks in the pavement to the sound of the bells. I’m the voice of the struggle, the rise from the fall, Yeah, I’m breaking the limits, I’m surpassing it all. Chorus It’s the rhythm of the streets, it’s the fight
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