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The life we live.freestyle stormy)truerock29 style of difference in the rap fameVerse 1) In the shadows where the truth gets twisted, Life’s a game of chess, but the pawns are enlisted, Dreams in the alley, where the echoes get twisted, Fame’s a double-edged sword. You get sliced if you missed it. Hustle hard, but the grind’s got a price, Every step in the dark, man, you roll the dice, They smile in your face, but they whisper in spite, In this rap fame jungle, it’s a fight for the light. (Verse 2) Voices in my head like a haunting refrain, Tales of glory and pain, it’s a hell of a game, We rise from the ashes, but the scars still remain, In a world full of fakes, I’m the one that’s insane. Living life raw, no filter, no mask, They want me to conform, but I’m here to outlast, In the dark, where the real ones clash, Truerock style, man, I’m breaking the cast. (Verse 3) Every line that I spit, it’s a piece of my soul, In the depths of the night, I’m reclaiming control, While the rest chase the fame, I’m just digging a hole, For the truth that I seek, I’ll pay any toll Verse 4) Even though we make it through shadow art, collaboration colors ✨️ echoes of lost chosen poet. You know it before I show that I won't want to estimate if you want demonstrates. collaborates cause of 😈 in my head let go it's part of what you 📚 less of me each day might become something undone indifferently person inbetween each take 29 the scene. 💔 brain evolution in echoes focus in between.
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The life we live.freestyle stormy)truerock29 style of difference in the rap fameVerse 1) In the shadows where the truth gets twisted, Life’s a game of chess, but the pawns are enlisted, Dreams in the alley, where the echoes get twisted, Fame’s a double-edged sword. You get sliced if you missed it. Hustle hard, but the grind’s got a price, Every step in the dark, man, you roll the dice, They smile in your face, but they whisper in spite, In this rap fame jungle, it’s a fight for the light. (Verse 2) Voices in my head like a haunting refrain, Tales of glory and pain, it’s a hell of a game, We rise from the ashes, but the scars still remain, In a world full of fakes, I’m the one that’s insane. Living life raw, no filter, no mask, They want me to conform, but I’m here to outlast, In the dark, where the real ones clash, Truerock style, man, I’m breaking the cast. (Verse 3) Every line that I spit, it’s a piece of my soul, In the depths of the night, I’m reclaiming control, While the rest chase the fame, I’m just digging a hole, For the truth that I seek, I’ll pay any toll Verse 4) Even though we make it through shadow art, collaboration colors ✨️ echoes of lost chosen poet. You know it before I show that I won't want to estimate if you want demonstrates. collaborates cause of 😈 in my head let go it's part of what you 📚 less of me each day might become something undone indifferently person inbetween each take 29 the scene. 💔 brain evolution in echoes focus in between.
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