The block

Verse 1:

Born in the struggle, streets raised me right,

Every block I walked, it was hustle or fight.

Colors in the game, blue flags held high,

Loyalty’s the code, that’s how we survive.

Chorus:

From the pavement to the throne, we grind ‘til we shine,

In a world full of chaos, we carve out our line.

Brotherhood and honor, it’s a dangerous ride,

In the heart of the city, where the real ones thrive.

Verse 2:

Late nights on the corner, dreams mixed with pain,

Seen brothers go down; it’s a hard-won game.

Every setback a lesson, every loss made me tough,

In the face of the struggle, we stay grinding enough.

Chorus:

From the pavement to the throne, we grind ‘til we shine,

In a world full of chaos, we carve out our line.

Brotherhood and honor, it’s a dangerous ride,

In the heart of the city, where the real ones thrive.

Bridge:

Resilience in our blood, pride stitched on our sleeve,

In this life, we hustle; it’s all we believe.

With day ones beside me, we face the storm,

In the cipher of life, we keep each other warm.

Verse 3:

Dreams of ownership, getting out of the trap,

Building for the future, ain't no going back.

Turning pain into purpose, maps drawn in the dirt,

Every step that we take, breaking cycles that hurt.

Chorus:

From the pavement to the throne, we grind ‘til we shine,

In a world full of chaos, we carve out our line.

Brotherhood and honor, it’s a dangerous ride,

In the heart of the city, where the real ones thrive.

Outro:

So here’s to the streets, to the lessons we learn,

To the hustle and the grind, watch the tables turn.

In the saga of life, we’re penning our tales,

In a world full of storms, we set our own sails.