Yeah, check it out, uh
Yo, it's your boy on the mic, let's go
(Verse 1)
I step into the scene with my dreams so big,
From the streets where the struggle taught me to dig,
Every word I spit, yeah, it comes from the soul,
From the concrete jungle where we're paying the toll.
Raised in the hood, where the game's so cold,
But I never back down, I stand bold,
With the mic in my hand, I'm a lyrical beast,
Every line I drop, gonna unleash.
From the city lights to the stars above,
I'm chasing my dreams, yeah, I'm spreading love,
Through the rhymes I craft, through the stories I tell,
I'm breaking down walls, I'm breaking the spell.
(Chorus)
This is the rhythm of the streets,
Where every word I speak, brings the heat,
From the struggle to the hustle, I rise,
In the land of the free, under these skies.
(Verse 2)
I hustle hard, yeah, I grind every day,
Trying to make a mark, trying to find my own way,
Through the ups and downs, through the pain and the strife,
I'm a warrior at heart, I embrace this life.
With the mic in my hand, I'm a force to be reckoned,
Every verse I spit, yeah, it's like a weapon,
Against the injustice, against the hate,
I'm spreading positivity, I'm sealing fate.
From the block to the stage, I'm making moves,
Breaking stereotypes, I refuse to lose,
With passion in my veins, with fire in my eyes,
I'm reaching for the stars, I'm touching the skies.
(Outro)
So listen up, world, as I lay it down,
This is my story, this is my sound,
From the streets to the stage, I'm here to stay,
In the game of life, I'm playing my way.
Yeah, it's your boy on the mic, signing out,
Peace to the streets, I'm out.
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English
Yeah, check it out, uh
Yo, it's your boy on the mic, let's go
(Verse 1)
I step into the scene with my dreams so big,
From the streets where the struggle taught me to dig,
Every word I spit, yeah, it comes from the soul,
From the concrete jungle where we're paying the toll.
Raised in the hood, where the game's so cold,
But I never back down, I stand bold,
With the mic in my hand, I'm a lyrical beast,
Every line I drop, gonna unleash.
From the city lights to the stars above,
I'm chasing my dreams, yeah, I'm spreading love,
Through the rhymes I craft, through the stories I tell,
I'm breaking down walls, I'm breaking the spell.
(Chorus)
This is the rhythm of the streets,
Where every word I speak, brings the heat,
From the struggle to the hustle, I rise,
In the land of the free, under these skies.
(Verse 2)
I hustle hard, yeah, I grind every day,
Trying to make a mark, trying to find my own way,
Through the ups and downs, through the pain and the strife,
I'm a warrior at heart, I embrace this life.
With the mic in my hand, I'm a force to be reckoned,
Every verse I spit, yeah, it's like a weapon,
Against the injustice, against the hate,
I'm spreading positivity, I'm sealing fate.
From the block to the stage, I'm making moves,
Breaking stereotypes, I refuse to lose,
With passion in my veins, with fire in my eyes,
I'm reaching for the stars, I'm touching the skies.
(Outro)
So listen up, world, as I lay it down,
This is my story, this is my sound,
From the streets to the stage, I'm here to stay,
In the game of life, I'm playing my way.
Yeah, it's your boy on the mic, signing out,
Peace to the streets, I'm out.
Yo, it's your boy on the mic, let's go
(Verse 1)
I step into the scene with my dreams so big,
From the streets where the struggle taught me to dig,
Every word I spit, yeah, it comes from the soul,
From the concrete jungle where we're paying the toll.
Raised in the hood, where the game's so cold,
But I never back down, I stand bold,
With the mic in my hand, I'm a lyrical beast,
Every line I drop, gonna unleash.
From the city lights to the stars above,
I'm chasing my dreams, yeah, I'm spreading love,
Through the rhymes I craft, through the stories I tell,
I'm breaking down walls, I'm breaking the spell.
(Chorus)
This is the rhythm of the streets,
Where every word I speak, brings the heat,
From the struggle to the hustle, I rise,
In the land of the free, under these skies.
(Verse 2)
I hustle hard, yeah, I grind every day,
Trying to make a mark, trying to find my own way,
Through the ups and downs, through the pain and the strife,
I'm a warrior at heart, I embrace this life.
With the mic in my hand, I'm a force to be reckoned,
Every verse I spit, yeah, it's like a weapon,
Against the injustice, against the hate,
I'm spreading positivity, I'm sealing fate.
From the block to the stage, I'm making moves,
Breaking stereotypes, I refuse to lose,
With passion in my veins, with fire in my eyes,
I'm reaching for the stars, I'm touching the skies.
(Outro)
So listen up, world, as I lay it down,
This is my story, this is my sound,
From the streets to the stage, I'm here to stay,
In the game of life, I'm playing my way.
Yeah, it's your boy on the mic, signing out,
Peace to the streets, I'm out.
Writer: Bookie Da G
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Copyright: Lyrics © FOR LESS DIGITAL LLC