“Lyrical Jungle”

Yo, I step in the booth, got a mind full of schemes, Nasty with the flow, like I'm spillin' my dreams// Life’s a canvas, I’m paintin' it raw, Every line a reflection, every rhyme a royal law. Chillin' in the shadows, where the real ones dwell, Truth in the struggle, I know it too well, A poet with a purpose, I’m spittin’ the grit, Got my heart on my sleeve, can you handle the hit? (Verse 2) Late nights in the city, where the lights don’t sleep, Grinding for the come-up, promises I keep, Nasty with the hustle, I’m breaking the mold, Stories of the street, in the verses I unfold. A king in the making, of my fate, With every single line, I’m challengin hate, So write me something nasty, let the ink bleed free, In this lyrical jungle, I’m the one with the key. @rapfame_official @rapfame_ar_team #tsp