Still Battling
TiYnToX Produced By "Mootie Mocha Dollz" (Verse1) Beast from the east, I'm already Midwestern, Iowa to be precise, but I doubt you get the lesson, Diabolical in many ways, I’m a shapeshifter, Watch me switch forms, like the smoke I deliver. Dark alleys where the shadows dance, I’m lurking, Words cut deep, yeah, my mind's a serpent, Spitting venom, every line's a lethal injection, In this game of chess, you’re just a pawn in my direction. Streets whisper secrets, I’m the ghost in the night, Pulling strings like a puppet, no escape in sight, Mind’s a labyrinth, twisted paths that I tread, I’m the voice in your head, haunting dreams when you’re dead. From the cornfields to the city, I’m the storm that brews, Every syllable’s a bullet, choose your words, you might lose, I’m the beast unleashed, prowling through the shadows, Midwestern menace, carving paths like arrows. (Verse2) Eastern, Western, Mississippi, line it up, I’m about to hit it from the back, yeah, no need to give a fuck. 5s, 10s, 20s, 50s, stack it up, I’m on the grind, Left out Benjamin Franklin, I’m not a greedy duck, Up on my luck, I’m spitting fire in the dark, These shadows creeping closer, yeah, they’re leaving a mark. Life’s a twisted game, I’m just playing my part, With every verse I drop, I’m igniting the spark. Hustle in the night, got the city in my veins, Echoes of the struggle, yeah, I’m breaking these chains. Count the scars, count the wins, it’s a brutal ballet, But I’m dancing with the demons, and they can’t take my sway. Mind’s a battlefield, thoughts like bullets fly, In this lyrical warzone, only the strong survive. Eastern, Western, Mississippi, I’m drawing the line, In the dark, I shine bright, on my grind, I’m divine. (Verse3) Iowa native, but I’m not behind, Lost my mind multiple times, searching for a sign, Dead ends every night, like a ghost in the grind, Doing right but feeling wrong, trapped in my own mind. Headstrong, I take the path, shadows in the light, Lyrics spill the truth, dark thoughts I ignite, Fighting demons, man, I’m wrestling with my fate, Staring at the mirror, can’t recognize my face. Echoes of the past, haunt me like a curse, Every verse I spit, feels like a blessing and a curse, Chasing dreams that fade, but I keep pushing through, In this twisted maze, I’m still searching for the view. Heart heavy with the weight, but I’m ready to rise, Iowa roots deep, but I’m aiming for the skies, Lost in the chaos, but I’m finding my song, In the darkness of the night, I’m just trying to belong. (Verse 4) Stepping up to any challenge, I’m ready for the clash, Battle or collaborate, I’m flexin’ with the stash, Gotta keep it tight, deep in the mental maze, Hear from my dental, no games in this phase. Switchin’ gears, I’m the architect of fate, Buildin’ up my empire, can’t afford to hesitate, Dark vibes linger, shadows dance in my mind, Every line I spit, I’m leavin’ haters blind. Got a grip on the medal, I’m a beast on the rise, Flexibility’s my weapon, cuttin’ through like a knife, Ain’t playin’ around, I’m the king of this sound, Keep this track goin’ round, feel the heat in the ground. Pressure’s on me heavy, but I thrive in the storm, Rappin’ through the darkness, where the real ones are born, No retreat, no surrender, I’m the voice of the night, In the depths of the struggle, I’m igniting the fight.
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TiYnToX Produced By "Mootie Mocha Dollz" (Verse1) Beast from the east, I'm already Midwestern, Iowa to be precise, but I doubt you get the lesson, Diabolical in many ways, I’m a shapeshifter, Watch me switch forms, like the smoke I deliver. Dark alleys where the shadows dance, I’m lurking, Words cut deep, yeah, my mind's a serpent, Spitting venom, every line's a lethal injection, In this game of chess, you’re just a pawn in my direction. Streets whisper secrets, I’m the ghost in the night, Pulling strings like a puppet, no escape in sight, Mind’s a labyrinth, twisted paths that I tread, I’m the voice in your head, haunting dreams when you’re dead. From the cornfields to the city, I’m the storm that brews, Every syllable’s a bullet, choose your words, you might lose, I’m the beast unleashed, prowling through the shadows, Midwestern menace, carving paths like arrows. (Verse2) Eastern, Western, Mississippi, line it up, I’m about to hit it from the back, yeah, no need to give a fuck. 5s, 10s, 20s, 50s, stack it up, I’m on the grind, Left out Benjamin Franklin, I’m not a greedy duck, Up on my luck, I’m spitting fire in the dark, These shadows creeping closer, yeah, they’re leaving a mark. Life’s a twisted game, I’m just playing my part, With every verse I drop, I’m igniting the spark. Hustle in the night, got the city in my veins, Echoes of the struggle, yeah, I’m breaking these chains. Count the scars, count the wins, it’s a brutal ballet, But I’m dancing with the demons, and they can’t take my sway. Mind’s a battlefield, thoughts like bullets fly, In this lyrical warzone, only the strong survive. Eastern, Western, Mississippi, I’m drawing the line, In the dark, I shine bright, on my grind, I’m divine. (Verse3) Iowa native, but I’m not behind, Lost my mind multiple times, searching for a sign, Dead ends every night, like a ghost in the grind, Doing right but feeling wrong, trapped in my own mind. Headstrong, I take the path, shadows in the light, Lyrics spill the truth, dark thoughts I ignite, Fighting demons, man, I’m wrestling with my fate, Staring at the mirror, can’t recognize my face. Echoes of the past, haunt me like a curse, Every verse I spit, feels like a blessing and a curse, Chasing dreams that fade, but I keep pushing through, In this twisted maze, I’m still searching for the view. Heart heavy with the weight, but I’m ready to rise, Iowa roots deep, but I’m aiming for the skies, Lost in the chaos, but I’m finding my song, In the darkness of the night, I’m just trying to belong. (Verse 4) Stepping up to any challenge, I’m ready for the clash, Battle or collaborate, I’m flexin’ with the stash, Gotta keep it tight, deep in the mental maze, Hear from my dental, no games in this phase. Switchin’ gears, I’m the architect of fate, Buildin’ up my empire, can’t afford to hesitate, Dark vibes linger, shadows dance in my mind, Every line I spit, I’m leavin’ haters blind. Got a grip on the medal, I’m a beast on the rise, Flexibility’s my weapon, cuttin’ through like a knife, Ain’t playin’ around, I’m the king of this sound, Keep this track goin’ round, feel the heat in the ground. Pressure’s on me heavy, but I thrive in the storm, Rappin’ through the darkness, where the real ones are born, No retreat, no surrender, I’m the voice of the night, In the depths of the struggle, I’m igniting the fight.
TOUGH 😮💨