"MICROPHONE FIEND"

In the shadows where the echoes whisper truth, Chasing dreams like a wolf, I’m the living proof, Blood, sweat, tears, man, I’m carving my path, With every lyric I’m spitting, you can feel the wrath. Voices in my head, telling me to rise, Got a hunger for the throne, see the fire in my eyes, A king without a crown, I’m breaking these chains, While the world spins cold, I’m igniting the flames. Pressure on my soul, but I’m forged in the dark, Got a heart full of hope, but I’m leaving my mark, Every struggle I faced turned to fuel for the fight, In this labyrinth of life, I’m the spark in the night. Ciphers in the alley, where the real ones dwell, Spitting verses so heavy, they could break through the shell, I’m the voice of the voiceless, a beacon of light, Trying to be the greatest, I’m ready for the height.