never to late
(Verse 1) Yeah, I’m rising from the shadows, call me underdog, Spitting fire in the booth, like a lyrical fog. Dreams in my pocket, ambition on my sleeve, Crafting every line, got the world to believe. Late nights, pen and pad, plotting my ascent, Every bar a step, got my mind fully bent. Chillin’ in the zone, where the beats collide, Wanna be a star, let my talent be my guide. (Verse 2) Haters throwin’ shade, but I’m basking in the light, Writing rhymes that ignite, like a spark in the night. Got that hunger in my soul, can’t afford to lose, Every verse I drop, watch the crowd enthuse. From the basement to the stage, I’m ready to explode, Building up my legacy, watch my story unfold. With each line I spit, I’m carving out my fate, I want to be a star, man, it’s never too late.
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(Verse 1) Yeah, I’m rising from the shadows, call me underdog, Spitting fire in the booth, like a lyrical fog. Dreams in my pocket, ambition on my sleeve, Crafting every line, got the world to believe. Late nights, pen and pad, plotting my ascent, Every bar a step, got my mind fully bent. Chillin’ in the zone, where the beats collide, Wanna be a star, let my talent be my guide. (Verse 2) Haters throwin’ shade, but I’m basking in the light, Writing rhymes that ignite, like a spark in the night. Got that hunger in my soul, can’t afford to lose, Every verse I drop, watch the crowd enthuse. From the basement to the stage, I’m ready to explode, Building up my legacy, watch my story unfold. With each line I spit, I’m carving out my fate, I want to be a star, man, it’s never too late.