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Verse 1: Yo, he’s backin’ up Juice, like a soldier in the fight, Heart shattered, but he’s ready to ignite, Girl played him like a game, thought it was a joke, But he’s rising from the ashes, watch the fire provoke. Verse 2: Late nights, pen in hand, scribblin’ pain, Words cut deep, like a razor in the rain, Love’s a battlefield, and he’s wearin’ his scars, But he’s spittin’ truth, reaching for the stars. Verse 3: Heartbreak's a lesson, yeah, he’s takin’ it hard, But he’s channeling the hurt, turnin’ it into art, No more tears, just the grind and the hustle, With every line he drops, he’s flexin’ his muscle. Verse 4: So remember Juice, he’s the voice in the dark, A beacon for the lost, igniting that spark, He’s backin’ up the real, no time for the fakes, In the end, it’s love that the music remakes.