streets talk,
(Verse 1) Call me the voice of the struggle, where the streets talk, Life’s a game of chess, but these pawns just walk. Dreams shattered like glass, but I rise from the dust, Hustle hard, stay true, in this life, it’s a must. City lights flicker, reflecting my fight, Got my mind on the prize, keep my vision in sight. Every corner I turn, another lesson to learn, From the pain and the fire, watch my passion burn. (Verse 2) Call me a soldier, fighting battles every day, In the shadows of the night, where the lost souls play. I’m the heartbeat of the streets, let the real ones know, Through the struggle and the strife, I’m the one to show. Life’s a canvas, and I’m painting it raw, With the ink of my dreams, breaking every law. So when they call me, they better recognize, I’m the truth in the game, no disguise, just rise.
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(Verse 1) Call me the voice of the struggle, where the streets talk, Life’s a game of chess, but these pawns just walk. Dreams shattered like glass, but I rise from the dust, Hustle hard, stay true, in this life, it’s a must. City lights flicker, reflecting my fight, Got my mind on the prize, keep my vision in sight. Every corner I turn, another lesson to learn, From the pain and the fire, watch my passion burn. (Verse 2) Call me a soldier, fighting battles every day, In the shadows of the night, where the lost souls play. I’m the heartbeat of the streets, let the real ones know, Through the struggle and the strife, I’m the one to show. Life’s a canvas, and I’m painting it raw, With the ink of my dreams, breaking every law. So when they call me, they better recognize, I’m the truth in the game, no disguise, just rise.
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