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Verse 1: In the shadows where the lost souls roam, Heart full of pain, but I call it home, Streets whisper secrets, echoes of the past, Wicked fukin ways, got me moving fast. Survivor’s instinct, got my back against the wall, Every step I take, hear the devil’s call, Hustle in my veins, dreams wrapped in chains, Life’s a gamble, but I’m playing in the rain. Verse 2: Caught up in the struggle, can’t escape the fate, Friends turn to foes, man, it’s hard to relate, Trust is a luxury, I can’t afford to lose, In this wicked game, gotta pick and choose. Eyes on the prize, but the price is steep, Lost too many brothers, now I barely sleep, Through the fire and the pain, I rise from the haze, Living life in color, in these wicked fukin ways.
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