When I’m on the mic, I unleash the shadows, Spit fire in the dark, like a beast from the gallows. Creepin' through the n

When I’m on the mic, I unleash the shadows, Spit fire in the dark, like a beast from the gallows. Creepin' through the night, got my crew by my side, Heart cold as ice, but the rhythm's alive. Echoes in the alley, where the whispers collide, Got the weight of the world, but I’m ready to ride. Enemies lurkin', but I’m quick on my feet, One shot, one chance, can’t accept defeat. Grit in my veins, yeah, I’m built for the grind, Hustle in my soul, ain't no love for the blind. Lurkin' in the shadows, where the real ones dwell, Spillin' all my secrets, like I’m trapped in a cell. Dark thoughts in my mind, but the light’s never far, Keep my eyes on the prize, like I’m reachin' for stars. When I’m on the mic, it’s a war with my past, But I’m here to reclaim, and I’m built to last. Use in Studio or