Real Rhythm, Real Hustle

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Real Rhythm, Real Hustle

  • In this game where the real ignites,  
    I grind hard, chasing dreams through the nights,  
    Words flow like water, carving my path,  
    Soul on the canvas, let the music do the math.  
    
    Street lights flicker, casting shadows on doubt,  
    I’m hustling with fire, hear my spirit shout,  
    A rhythm in my chest, a heartbeat that drives,  
    Every step, every struggle, that’s where the soul thrives.  
    
    Got a vision, no division, can’t stop my ambition,  
    Life's a lesson, I’m guessing, but I move with precision,  
    Spitting verses that resonate, healing the pain,  
    In the city where the hustle’s like a runaway train.  
    
    Ain't about the bling, it’s about the grind,  
    Navigating through the chaos, leaving fear behind,  
    Ever since day one, knew I had to rise,  
    Eyes on the prize, dreams up to the skies.  
    
    Rhythm in my veins, I’m dancing with fate,  
    Words like gold, they resonate, never too late,  
    I lace up my sneakers, hit the pavement with force,  
    Flowing like a river, taking my course.  
    
    Real talk, real walk, this hustle defines,  
    Hit the beat with my heart, feel the rhythm align,  
    Soul in the struggle, echo through the streets,  
    When the world falls quiet, that’s when my heart beats.  
    
    Living for the moments, not just for the fame,  
    In a world full of noise, I’m still spitting flames,  
    Craft my legacy in every line I spit,  
    Real rhythm, real hustle, never gonna quit.  
    
    The dawn breaks, but I’m still on my grind,  
    Chasing shadows of the past, but I’m leaving them behind,  
    Embrace the journey, let each moment unfold,  
    In this life, true wealth is the stories we've told.  
    
    So I’ll keep moving forward, with my crew beside,  
    With every step I take, I’m filled with pride,  
    Heart of a lion, unyielding and bold,  
    In this realm of the real, the essence is gold.  
    
    As the last beat drops and the lights start to fade,  
    Know this hustle was real, the foundation I laid,  
    So here’s to the journey, the highs and the lows,  
    In every rhythm, every word

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real, hustle, rhythm, words, soul

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