(Verse 1)
(Verse 1) Yeah, I'm back in the game, spittin' truth like it's gold, Lessons from the streets, every story unfolds, Grew up in the struggle, where the nights felt cold, Hustlin' for a dream, watch the young souls sold. Survivor of the block, where we fight for respect, Got my eyes on the prize, never showin' neglect, Heart full of fire, every scar's a connect, Old school hard, man, you know I'm the architect. (Verse 2) Pour out a little liquor for the ones who passed, Life's a race, but I'm built to outlast, Echoes of the legends, their shadows are cast, Keepin' it real, while the fake ones blast. From the concrete jungle, where the truth's hard to find, Wisdom in the struggle, gotta free your mind, Every verse I spit, it's a piece of my grind, Old school hard, yeah, I'm one of a kind.
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(Verse 1) Yeah, I'm back in the game, spittin' truth like it's gold, Lessons from the streets, every story unfolds, Grew up in the struggle, where the nights felt cold, Hustlin' for a dream, watch the young souls sold. Survivor of the block, where we fight for respect, Got my eyes on the prize, never showin' neglect, Heart full of fire, every scar's a connect, Old school hard, man, you know I'm the architect. (Verse 2) Pour out a little liquor for the ones who passed, Life's a race, but I'm built to outlast, Echoes of the legends, their shadows are cast, Keepin' it real, while the fake ones blast. From the concrete jungle, where the truth's hard to find, Wisdom in the struggle, gotta free your mind, Every verse I spit, it's a piece of my grind, Old school hard, yeah, I'm one of a kind.
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