(Verse 1)
I been runnin’ from the mirror, but the mirror never moves,
Every scar is just a story that the silence wanna prove.
They told me keep it quiet, but my chest is full of rage,
So I scribble down the chaos, let it bleed across the page.
(Verse 2)
Pressure in my veins, it’s a bomb about to blow,
Every doubt becomes a weapon when you aim it at your soul.
I ain’t beggin’ for forgiveness, I ain’t askin’ for a pass,
I’m the product of the struggle, turnin’ pain into a craft.
(Hook – Spoken Chant)
Say it loud, say it raw, let the fire in me talk,
Every step I take is heavy, but I never gonna stop.
Zona call it what you want, but the style is battle-born,
It’s confession mixed with fury, it’s a storm inside the form.