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Lyrics
London mist, I'm racing through the grey
Brick lane broken, cold world wanna play
Council estate, got dreams to escape
Backstreet jungle, where heartbeats break
Sirens sing over shattered glass
Every step forward, haunted by the past
Take your lies and shove it deep
All I wantâs my soul to keep
Running hard through dirty rain
Wonât bend, wonât break, wonât fade
F*ck life, tearing through the grime
Every second ticking, running out of time
No hope left in this concrete shrine
But we stand tallâwon't fall in line
F*ck life, but life won't take mine
Fast flow, shadowed by the flashing blue
Pound notes fade, but the hunger grew
Fakes in my corner, snakes in the crew
Keep my head locked, got nothing to lose
Marked by the street, outcast in the zone
No fake crowns, just a king on his own
Take your lies and shove it deep
All I wantâs my soul to keep
Running hard through dirty rain
Wonât bend, wonât break, wonât fade
F*ck life, tearing through the grime
Every second ticking, running out of time
No hope left in this concrete shrine
But we stand tallâwon't fall in line
F*ck life, but life won't take mine
Raised in the struggle, bred by the fight
Out of the gutter, darkness bred light
Scars on my skin, but I stand for the truth
Wonât let the pain dictate my youth
Pages of my story inked with rage
Makw on the beat, let me out the cage
F*ck life, tearing through the grime
Every second ticking, running out of time
No hope left in this concrete shrine
But we stand tallâwon't fall in line
F*ck life, but life won't take mineMiddle finger up as I break the mold
Chasing something pure in a world so cold
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