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Yeah… I came from the dirt where the pain don’t fade, Mama prayed hard but the devil got paid, Heart full of scars, got a mind like a blade, Real ones die young, fake ones get saved Uh… City lights flicker but the soul stay cold, Dreams in my pocket but they already sold, Talk about love but it come with a toll, Trust get buried while the money unfold Listen— I been hungry, stomach touching my spine, Now I feast on beats, turn struggle to rhyme, They want peace but they envy the grind, Smile in your face while they hate from behind Yeah… From the gutter to the throne, still alone in the zone, Got ghosts in my head, hear ‘em call through the phone, If I fall, I’ma rise like I never was gone, Put my life in these bars—this my blood in a song