progres

I just got a lot of stress Big boy in the mass, feel it press on my chest That effect punchline, hit hard, no finesse Distress I maintain, still rise, still progress Power I gain, yeah I level my state My life straight forward but I danced with fate Went through pain, went through hate Came from the dark at hell’s own gate It’s my fate, but it’s never too late Turn scars into fire, now I dominate Every loss I took turned into weight Now I lift that pressure, elevate Nightmares talk but I don’t relate Built from the bottom, self-made great Voices in my head tried sealing my fate But I broke those chains, now I create Heartbeat loud like a 808 bass Steps in the dark but I kept my pace Cold world tried to freeze my faith Now I burn through tracks, leave flames in place From distress to success, I translate Every bar I spit got real-life weight No fake smile, no mask, no bait Just truth in the booth, can’t imitate So I rise when I fall, I don’t hesitate Turn pain into power, that’s how I operate It’s my fate, yeah I seal that gate And remind myself — it’s never too late