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Keep the musical direction but replace the story with your own person, memory or occasion.
Lyrics
Yeah
I was built in the rain with a concrete crack
No silver spoon, had to learn how to bring it back
Eyes on the prize, but the night's red cold
Every scar on my skin got a story told
I heard the city talk, I learned to cope
Keep the circle tight when the pressure load
Steps on the block like a drum in the dark
One spark, a hope can ignite that heart
We keep moving, never folding, never breaking down
From the pressure and the pain, we still hold our ground
On these off streets, we survive, we adapt, we rise
With the fire in the chest and the truth in our eyes
Now the chain might shine, but the grind came first
Had to wrestle with doubt when the dream felt cursed
From the basement lows to the rooftop view
I stay locked on a mission, let the beat pull through
If the world went cold, I'd still stand tall
Every loss made me sharp, but every win made me cold
Regard to the ones in the struggle, keep your faith on cue
What they tried to bury only grew in the blue
We keep moving, never folding, never breaking down
From the pressure and the pain, we still hold our ground
On these hard streets, we survive, we adapt, we rise
Put the fire in the chest and the truth in the eyes
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