[Verse]
Born with fists clenched, he was ready to brawl
Came out the crib throwing punches at the wall
Heart big as the block, but his temper's a storm
Tornado in his chest, that's the way he was born
Raised him on love, but he learned from the streets
Concrete classroom, the lessons repeat
Every scrape, every scar, every fight that he won
Made him my youngest, my soldier, my son
[Chorus]
Street soldier, marching through the fire
Good heart wrapped in barbed wire
A handful to raise, but my pride's even bigger
He's a real one, my son, a born heavy hitter
[Verse 2]
Steel in his veins, he's a blade in the dark
Lights up the block, but he's hiding the spark
Got the devil on one side, an angel on the other
Balancing the chaos, but he’s still my brother
Feet hit the pavement, the world on his back
Carry burdens like bricks, but he never cracks
From curfews to courtrooms, the stories we’ve told
He’s rough as the gravel, but his soul’s pure gold
[Chorus]
Street soldier, marching through the fire
Good heart wrapped in barbed wire
A handful to raise, but my pride's even bigger
He's a real one, my son, a born heavy hitter