Take it to the streets

rise from the struggle, heart heavy but light, In the shadows I hustle, turning wrongs into right, Street lights flicker, guiding dreams in the night, With my mind on the prize, got my eyes on the fight. Concrete jungle, where the real ones roam, Every corner's a story, every block's like home, From the pain of the past, I’m a king on the throne, Grit and grind in my veins, I’m never alone. Voices in the alley, echo wisdom of old, Survivors and fighters, got the courage to mold, With the spirit of warriors, I’m breaking the cold, In the heart of the city, my legacy's gold. Take it to the streets, where the truth's laid bare, In the face of the struggle, I’m the breath of fresh air, With my pen like a weapon, I’m declaring my share, In the rhythm of life, hear my soul in the snare.