Fighting back

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Verse 1 Yo, Housing Commission, what a fuckin’ joke, Peeling paint, mouldy walls, system broke. Bureaucrats laugh while I rot in the trap, Application denied, “Wait six months, chap.” Rats in the kitchen, leaks in the roof, Dream of a yard for my kids—nah, that’s the proof. Government housing? More like government scam, Stuck in the gutter tryna be a better man. Hook Deafening silence since the divorce papers hit, House feels like a tomb, no laugh, no kiss. Fight for my children, years in the courts, Every judge’s gavel just another retort. Left with the quiet, echo in my brain, Custody battles drivin’ me insane. Verse 2 Divorce stripped the laughter, left the silence loud, Nights turn to days, no voices, just cloud. She took the warmth, now it’s cold empty space, I’m screaming inside but I still show my face. Courtroom circus, lawyers bleed me dry, Proving I’m worthy just to see my kids cry. Years on the grind, appeals in the stack, While they play happy families and I’m stuck out back. Verse 3 Then my so-called mates start catchin’ an attitude, I buy all the groceries, still they get rude. “Oi, you ate my last slice?”—bro, I dropped the cash, Fridge full of my shit, but they still wanna clash. Petty as fuck over a feed that I funded, Real friends would laugh, these ones just fronted. I’m already broken from the commo and the courts, Now y’all turn on me for a bowl of fuckin’ sauce? Outro Housing Commission, divorce, custody war, Friends turn to snakes when I open the drawer. But I’m still here grindin’, kids on my mind, One day I’ll rise—watch the silence unwind.

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