R

R I was cursed at birth, I'm the worst you never heard of, 187 every track lyricly its verbal murda Grew up in the streets Got a heart of a lion, but the world’s so cold, In the city of dreams, where the stories unfold. Life’s a chess game, and I’m makin’ my move, Every step I take, got something to prove. From the block to the booth, I’m the voice of the streets, Echoes of my pain in these lyrical beats. Countin’ every scar like they’re medals of war, Survivin’ through the chaos, always hungry for more. When the bass hits hard, feel the pulse in your chest, I’m the ghost in the shadows, yeah, I’m the best of the best.