climbing
I step in the booth, let the truth spill like ink, Thoughts intertwine, watch the rhythm sync, I’m a lyrical beast, feast on beats in the night, Illuminate the dark, let my spark ignite. From the corner of the block where the echoes remain, I’m weaving through the struggle, dancing in the rain, Every syllable’s a weapon, sharp as a knife, Cutting through the chaos, this is more than just life. Chasing dreams like the shadows, never fade in the light, Vision clearer than the lens, watch me take flight, Got a pen in my hand, had a fire in my soul, Freestyling through the madness, I’m reclaiming control. With every word I utter, I’m painting my fate, Elevate the game while they’re stuck at the gate, So I spit it with conviction, every line is a thrill, In this freestyle journey, I’m climbing the hill.
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