words as weapons 2

Yo, I’m spitting wisdom, every line a loaded clip, Words are weapons, watch me let the truth rip, In the city where the shadows dance with the light, I’m the voice of the struggle, igniting the fight. Verbal artillery, my pen’s a deadly tool, Educated hustle, ain’t nobody’s fool, From the block to the boardroom, I break the mold, Painting pictures with my verses, stories untold. Each syllable’s a soldier, marching to the beat, In a world full of silence, I bring the heat, Echoes of the past, yeah, they linger and haunt, But I rise with the dawn, like a lion I flaunt. I’m the architect of dreams, building bridges with bars, Navigating the system, I’m reaching for stars, So when they throw shade, I just shine brighter, Words are weapons, I’m the lyrical fighter.