(like 1) Real ones in the shadows, we move ghosts, Never back down, yeah, we do the most, Heart cold like the winter, m
(like 1) Real ones in the shadows, we move ghosts, Never back down, yeah, we do the most, Heart cold like the winter, mind sharp like a knife, In this dark world, we fight for our life. Never f old, never run, we stand our ground, When the pressure hits hard, we don’t make a sound, Eyes on the prize, keep it real, no facade, Survivors in the jungle, we the ones they applaudz. (Verse 2) Trust is a luxury, earned with blood and sweat, Loyalty's a code, never place a bet, In the depths of the night, where the demons creep, We walk through the fire, but we never lose sleep. Keep the circle tight, only real ones around, In this game of life, we wear that crown, Dark thoughts in my mind, but I won’t lose control, Stand tall, never fold, that’s the heart of a soul. or ones, stand tall, never fold, never run, Through the pain, through the struggle, still we shine like the sun. Real ones, keep it true, never fake what we done, From the block to the lgrave, we gon’ ride for the real ones.I came from corners where the sirens sang lullabies, Mama cried, daddy gone, I was raised by the lies. Concrete jungssstruggle, Pacb. chains still tight, Police lights flash, another l00ll tobrother lost tonight. But I fight with the pen, revolution in my tongue, , Every verse is a bullet,Real ones, stand tall, never fold, never run, Through the pain, through the struggle, still we shine like the sun. Real ones, keep it true, never fake what we q done, From the block to the grave, we gon’ ride for the real ones. every wordI to for soldiers in the system, locked down with no voice, :)/() For the sisters raising babies, never given a choice. For the homies in the shadows, tryna hustle for bread, For the prophets in the ghetto, speaking truth till they dead. Pac taught me: keep your head up, never bow to the hate, Even when the odds heavy, we can still change fate. So I lace up my boots, put my heart in the drums, This is more than just rap — it’s a hymn for the real ones. for the young.They can break our homes, they can break our bones, But they can’t kill the spirit of the real ones grown. From the ashes we rise, from the pain we run, Forever in the struggle, we gon’ ride for the real ones.Real ones, stand tall, never fold, never run, Through the pain, through the struggle, still we shine like the sun. Real ones, keep it true, never fake what we done, From the block to the grave, we gon’ ride for the real ones. view
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(like 1) Real ones in the shadows, we move ghosts, Never back down, yeah, we do the most, Heart cold like the winter, mind sharp like a knife, In this dark world, we fight for our life. Never f old, never run, we stand our ground, When the pressure hits hard, we don’t make a sound, Eyes on the prize, keep it real, no facade, Survivors in the jungle, we the ones they applaudz. (Verse 2) Trust is a luxury, earned with blood and sweat, Loyalty's a code, never place a bet, In the depths of the night, where the demons creep, We walk through the fire, but we never lose sleep. Keep the circle tight, only real ones around, In this game of life, we wear that crown, Dark thoughts in my mind, but I won’t lose control, Stand tall, never fold, that’s the heart of a soul. or ones, stand tall, never fold, never run, Through the pain, through the struggle, still we shine like the sun. Real ones, keep it true, never fake what we done, From the block to the lgrave, we gon’ ride for the real ones.I came from corners where the sirens sang lullabies, Mama cried, daddy gone, I was raised by the lies. Concrete jungssstruggle, Pacb. chains still tight, Police lights flash, another l00ll tobrother lost tonight. But I fight with the pen, revolution in my tongue, , Every verse is a bullet,Real ones, stand tall, never fold, never run, Through the pain, through the struggle, still we shine like the sun. Real ones, keep it true, never fake what we q done, From the block to the grave, we gon’ ride for the real ones. every wordI to for soldiers in the system, locked down with no voice, :)/() For the sisters raising babies, never given a choice. For the homies in the shadows, tryna hustle for bread, For the prophets in the ghetto, speaking truth till they dead. Pac taught me: keep your head up, never bow to the hate, Even when the odds heavy, we can still change fate. So I lace up my boots, put my heart in the drums, This is more than just rap — it’s a hymn for the real ones. for the young.They can break our homes, they can break our bones, But they can’t kill the spirit of the real ones grown. From the ashes we rise, from the pain we run, Forever in the struggle, we gon’ ride for the real ones.Real ones, stand tall, never fold, never run, Through the pain, through the struggle, still we shine like the sun. Real ones, keep it true, never fake what we done, From the block to the grave, we gon’ ride for the real ones. view
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