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inside my mind, The blinds will lead the blind, and you’re not that far behind, Will I ever be a star, will I ever get to shine, Why am I the only person I can’t ever seem to find, I been grinding through the pain, tryna carve me out a piece we up in this bitch like our name is on the lease Demons whisper in my ear, tryna bargain with deceit, But I learned the cost of silence is just sorrow on repeat, They don’t see the nights I wrestle with a thousand thoughts, Every lesson that I learned,, it came with cost Where the colors bleed together, can’t decipher what it cost, Am I destined for the light or am I built to roam the dark, I been mapping out my future but I’m circling the start, Every scar upon my soul is like graffiti on my heart, Proof I fought to stay alive i almost fell apart, I been climbing out the mud with just my will as a rope, Told myself that giving in ain’t in the language of hope, Every time I felt the drop, I had to tighten my scope, Find a reason not to quit though I was sliding the slope, They gon’ judge you when you broken, but they quiet when you rise, I been praying for some truth in a cathedral full of lies, Man, I’m searching for myself, I see the mirror in disguise, But the image looking hollow, like my spirit’s compromised, Still I’m walking with the burden, I don’t fold and I don’t bend, Even storms inside my mind gotta calm down in the end, If I never find the crown, I hope my words at least can mend, ’Cause the truest kind of light is when the shadow can transcendGot you — I’ll give you a harder, rawer 32 bars this time, no hook, straight flow: --- On the surface I am calm, but the chaos never sleeps, my thought’s are razor sharp my bars will cuts you deep, search inside the echoes, but the voice is on repeat I been drowning in the silence where the pain likes to creep, Man, I question if I’m chosen or just cursed to play a role, People cheering from the bleachers while I’m fighting for control, Every scar across my chest is just a tax I had to owe, Still I stand up in the fire, watch me blossom through the smoke, I ain’t looking for no pity, I don’t beg and I don’t bend, Got a war inside my spirit I might battle till the end, Every loss became a teacher, every rival turned to friend, And the journey feelin’ endless like the road don’t ever end, I been walking with the shadows, I been haunted by the past, Had to learn the quickest moments are the ones that never last, I been searching for my purpose but it’s buried in the grass, Like a needle in a haystack with my patience cut in half, Pressure building on my shoulders, I don’t fold, I never break, I been starving for a future that the reaper wanna take, Tryna carve my name in stone before they lower me in graves, So my legacy’s eternal, not just whispers in the haze, If the world don’t ever crown me, still I’ll fight to make my mark, Every verse I write’s a torch, I light the flame against the dark, Man, I’m chasing after self while all they chasing is a chart, But the truest kind of shine comes from surviving where you start. --- Want me to **go even more street and grimy** with it (like pain mixed with hustle) or keep it more **lyrical and reflective**?
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inside my mind, The blinds will lead the blind, and you’re not that far behind, Will I ever be a star, will I ever get to shine, Why am I the only person I can’t ever seem to find, I been grinding through the pain, tryna carve me out a piece we up in this bitch like our name is on the lease Demons whisper in my ear, tryna bargain with deceit, But I learned the cost of silence is just sorrow on repeat, They don’t see the nights I wrestle with a thousand thoughts, Every lesson that I learned,, it came with cost Where the colors bleed together, can’t decipher what it cost, Am I destined for the light or am I built to roam the dark, I been mapping out my future but I’m circling the start, Every scar upon my soul is like graffiti on my heart, Proof I fought to stay alive i almost fell apart, I been climbing out the mud with just my will as a rope, Told myself that giving in ain’t in the language of hope, Every time I felt the drop, I had to tighten my scope, Find a reason not to quit though I was sliding the slope, They gon’ judge you when you broken, but they quiet when you rise, I been praying for some truth in a cathedral full of lies, Man, I’m searching for myself, I see the mirror in disguise, But the image looking hollow, like my spirit’s compromised, Still I’m walking with the burden, I don’t fold and I don’t bend, Even storms inside my mind gotta calm down in the end, If I never find the crown, I hope my words at least can mend, ’Cause the truest kind of light is when the shadow can transcendGot you — I’ll give you a harder, rawer 32 bars this time, no hook, straight flow: --- On the surface I am calm, but the chaos never sleeps, my thought’s are razor sharp my bars will cuts you deep, search inside the echoes, but the voice is on repeat I been drowning in the silence where the pain likes to creep, Man, I question if I’m chosen or just cursed to play a role, People cheering from the bleachers while I’m fighting for control, Every scar across my chest is just a tax I had to owe, Still I stand up in the fire, watch me blossom through the smoke, I ain’t looking for no pity, I don’t beg and I don’t bend, Got a war inside my spirit I might battle till the end, Every loss became a teacher, every rival turned to friend, And the journey feelin’ endless like the road don’t ever end, I been walking with the shadows, I been haunted by the past, Had to learn the quickest moments are the ones that never last, I been searching for my purpose but it’s buried in the grass, Like a needle in a haystack with my patience cut in half, Pressure building on my shoulders, I don’t fold, I never break, I been starving for a future that the reaper wanna take, Tryna carve my name in stone before they lower me in graves, So my legacy’s eternal, not just whispers in the haze, If the world don’t ever crown me, still I’ll fight to make my mark, Every verse I write’s a torch, I light the flame against the dark, Man, I’m chasing after self while all they chasing is a chart, But the truest kind of shine comes from surviving where you start. --- Want me to **go even more street and grimy** with it (like pain mixed with hustle) or keep it more **lyrical and reflective**?
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