In the shadows where we find the hustle,
Battlin’ the grind, feel the weight, the tussle.
From the streets where the beats drop heavy,
Life’s a game, play it raw, stay ready.
Echoes of the past in the night, dark blue,
Grit in my soul, every vibe feels true.
Each corner turned, another block to roam,
But this vibe is ours, it’s more than a poem.
See the lights flicker, the power’s electric,
Finding strength in the struggle, it’s all interconnected.
Rhymes like a wave, ride the sound of the street,
With every heartbeat, we elevate, we compete.
Friends turned foes, but I push through the fight,
Spit fire on the mic, bringing truth to the light.
These rhythms built from the dust and the pain,
Through the storm and the struggle, we rise like the rain.
Chasin’ dreams on the pavement, no time for retreat,
Life's a beat in my chest, hear the pulse in the heat.
We dance with our fears, let the vibe take control,
In this city of dreams, we reclaim our soul.
Power in the struggle, can you feel that vibe?
In every note played, it's a reason to strive.
Step to the rhythm, let the world see us shine,
With every heartbeat, know this moment is mine.
So we venture through the night, never lose the sight,
With our heads held high, we will claim what’s right.
In the echoes of the street, let our story unfold,
‘Cause power comes from struggle, in hearts brave and bold.
As the beat fades out, know we carry this flame,
In the armor of our spirit, forever we remain.
Together on this journey, we can conquer the pain,
With power in the struggle, we won't be the same.
Hip Hop
power, struggle, vibe, beats, street