thin ice

In the shadows where the real ones roam, Heart cold, but I still call this place home, Fighting demons, got my fists like Johnny Cage, Life's a game, but these stakes ain't a phase. From the block where the blood and the tears bleed, Hustle hard, every night, plant the seed, Trust is thin, like the ice beneath my feet, Gotta move smart, never fall to defeat. Chasing dreams while they plotting my demise, See the envy in their eyes, it’s no surprise, Came from nothing, now the world in my palms, Keep it raw, never soft, where the danger calms. Enemies lurk, but I’m sharper than a blade, Counting blessings while the shadows start to fade, Rhymes highs and lows, got the streets on my page, In this life, gotta fight, like Johnny Cage.