Tipped Scale

Yeah, I rise from the ashes, no chains on my feet, In a world where the shadows cast doubt on the street, They say we equal, but the scales tipped wrong, Got the fire in my heart, and I’m ready to be strong. Countin’ blessings while they counting me out, Turn the pain into power, that’s what I’m about, They hand us the scraps, but I’m reaching for the throne, Every step that I take, man, I’m carving my own. Look at the mirror, see the struggle and the fight, They can’t dim my light, watch me shine through the night, Voices in the back, yeah, they try to keep me small, But I’m breaking down walls, watch me rise, never fall. Systematic lies, but I’m breaking the mold, With a story untold, I’m the truth, I’m the gold, No more sitting silent, I’m the voice of the streets, When they treat us unequal, I’m the one who defeats.