life's cruel

Here’s a raw, heartfelt rap about struggle—channeling pain into power --- 🎤 “Still Standing” ` Verse 1: Woke up in the dark, heart heavy like a stone, Pain in my chest, but I face it alone. Bills stackin’ up, dreams feelin’ postponed, Tryna build a legacy from a broken home. Lost some folks, now I talk to the sky, Askin’ why they had to leave, no reply. Tears in my pen, ink bleeds when I cry, But I write through the storm, let the verses fly. Hook: Struggle in my veins, but I still stand tall, Even when I stumble, I refuse to fall. Life threw punches, I absorbed 'em all, Now I fight back, hear my battle call. Verse 2: Cold nights, hunger pains, sleepin’ on the floor, Dreams of a mic and a crowd that want more. They said I’d never make it, closed every door, So I kicked down walls, built my own decor. Pain made me sharper, like steel in the flame, Every scar on my soul got a story and a name. I ain’t chasin’ fame, I’m just tryna reclaim The hope I lost when life played its cruel game. Hook: Struggle in my veins, but I still stand tall, Even when I stumble, I refuse to fall. Life threw punches, I absorbed 'em all, Now I fight back, hear my battle call. Outro: So if you feel low, like the world’s too loud, Know you ain’t alone, I’m here in the crowd. We rise from the ashes, heads unbowed, Turn pain into purpose, make our people proud.