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Chasing visions in the dark, where the lost souls meet. Fame’s a fickle mistress, got me spitting venom, Climbing from the gutter, yeah, I’m ready for the mayhem, Every scar a story, every tear a lesson, In this rap game, man, I’m the new obsession. (Verse 2) Grit and grind, I’ll rise from the ashes, Spitting fire in the booth, watch the world as it clashes, With each bar I spit, I’m breaking through the chains, A new rap fame star, dancing in the flames. Echoes of the past, but I’m carving my own path, Got the heart of a lion, feel the aftermath, In this dark labyrinth, I’m the beast unleashed, With every line I write, I’m feasting on the least.
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Chasing visions in the dark, where the lost souls meet. Fame’s a fickle mistress, got me spitting venom, Climbing from the gutter, yeah, I’m ready for the mayhem, Every scar a story, every tear a lesson, In this rap game, man, I’m the new obsession. (Verse 2) Grit and grind, I’ll rise from the ashes, Spitting fire in the booth, watch the world as it clashes, With each bar I spit, I’m breaking through the chains, A new rap fame star, dancing in the flames. Echoes of the past, but I’m carving my own path, Got the heart of a lion, feel the aftermath, In this dark labyrinth, I’m the beast unleashed, With every line I write, I’m feasting on the least.