King

In the city where the shadows dance, truth’s a rare glance, Got my mind racing, chasing dreams in a trance, Echoes of the struggle in the beats that enhance, Every line a weapon, watch the doubters advance. From the bottom where the hunger breeds, we plant seeds, In the concrete jungle, only the strong exceed, Voices of the lost, hear the cries of the need, Breaking chains in the game, we the ones to lead. Every bar a testament, rise from the sediment, Paint the struggle vivid, like a life in the testament, Lessons in the pain, every scar is an ornament, With the heart of a lion, I’m the king in the settlement. Vision clear, like a prophet with the fate in my hands, Navigating through the storms, I’m the voice of the lands, In the rhythm of the struggle, find the strength in the plans, Kendrick’s spirit in my verses, watch the legacy expand.