freestyle Wednesday

(Verse 1) In the shadows where the lost souls wander, Life's a gamble, hear the screams, hear the thunder. Streets painted red, yeah, the truth's so gritty, Survivors in the night, but the pain ain't pretty. Lost homies in the game, they ain't coming back, Echoes of the past, like a heart under attack. Eyes wide shut, but the visions keep hauntin', Dreams turn to nightmares, while the reaper's tauntin'. (Verse 2) Resilience in the struggle, but the darkness creeps, Countin' all the bodies, while the city weeps. Life's a chessboard, but the kings are all fallen, Hear the sirens wail, hear the lost ones callin'. In the alleyways, shadows dance with the pain, Heavy is the crown when you wear it in vain. Grit and grind, but the scars run deep, In a world so cold, gotta fight just to sleep. or