echoes of the past

In the shadows where the echoes dwell, Stories of the streets, man, I know 'em well, From the struggles and the hustle, hear the sirens wail, Every corner got a tale, in the silence we prevail. Dreams of a king, but the throne's made of glass, Got my foot on the pedal, ain't no time to pass, Lessons from the past, yeah, they shaped my path, In the game of life, gotta master every craft. (Verse 2) Memories haunt like ghosts in the night, Faded photographs, but the vision stays bright, From the block to the booth, spitting truth with might, Courage in my veins, ready for the fight. Count the scars, they tell me where I've been, Every loss a lesson, every battle a win, Resilience in my heart, let the journey begin, Echoes of the past, but the future’s within