MTCOIN,S RISE

Yo, it’s the voice from the pavement, the echo in the alley, the basement dreams to the skyline’s blazing glaze,

Milton’s rise, a tale of fire, pain, and endless days.

*[Hook – The Anthem of Ascension]*

We rise, we rise, from the dust to the clouds,

Milton’s story ain’t no myth, it’s truth un‑crowned.

Born Wise, Ruby, Promise, Jayden, Thabang—

Five pillars, five hearts, they all sang.

*[Verse 1 – Roots in the Concrete]*

I’m spitting from the block where the shadows stretch long,

Milton’s name was whispered in the night’s low‑hum song.

He grew up where the sirens sang lullabies,

Where the pavement was a canvas, and the streets were his prize.

His mama worked double shifts, his daddy in the rear,

He learned to hustle early, his future crystal clear.

He’d watch the sunrise over the rusted steel,

Dreaming of a life where the ceiling’s not the limit but a seal.

He met Born Wise on a corner, a poet with a stare,

Words like swords, cutting through the stale midnight air.

“Yo, Milton, you got fire, you just need a spark,”

Born Wise said, “We’ll turn that ember into a brand‑new arc.”

Ruby walked in, ruby‑red lips, eyes like flame,

She saw the hunger, the pain, the raw unspoken name.

She handed him a notebook, “Write your story, don’t be shy,”

She taught him that the pen’s mightier than any gun’s reply.

Promise , kholofelo , born wise , ruby stood beside him,