[Verse]
Streetlights hum, shadows creep, I roam the night,
Pen sharp as a blade, my words ignite,
Cipher surgeon, stitching wounds with a rhyme,
Breaking chains, syllables, freeing minds.
They spit venom, I spit truth, heavy dose,
Tongue a guillotine, slicing egos close,
Armor’s my cadence, shield’s my flow,
Battlefield Messiah, here to overthrow.
[Prechorus]
Echoes in the alley, the mic my confession,
Saving souls one bar, lyrical obsession.
[Chorus: Female Vocal]
Battle scars, these streets, they cry,
Rhymes cut deep, no alibi,
Healing hearts with the fire inside,
Messiah on the beat, souls collide.
[Verse 2]
Dusty corners, graffiti prayers on the wall,
I hear the streets whisper, I answer the call,
Verbal vigilante, every bar a psalm,
Pouring out redemption, the calm in the storm.
They front, they stunt, but I see their core,
Flimsy facades, my verses explore,
From the gutter to glory, I’m the urban sage,
My mic a gospel, turning the page.