I am a fire

I’m grindin’ in the shadows, spittin’ fire in the night, Dreams of stages lit, I’m ready for the spotlight. Got a pen in my hand, and the rhythm in my veins, Every bar’s a bullet, and I’m breakin’ all the chains. Climbin’ up the ladder, never lookin’ down, Got my eyes on the prize, I’m hungry for the crown. Rhymes sharp as razors, cuttin’ deep with precision, Every line a mission, I’m on a lyrical incision. (Verse 2) From the basement to the booth,