Ink & Pain (Unfiltered)

*(Verse 1)*

Yo, my pencil’s a **fuckin’** blade, my paper’s the dirt,

Every word that I write is a scream through the hurt.

Life’s a **bitch** with no mercy, no handouts, no love,

Every day’s a new war—**what the fuck** is enough?

*(Pre-Chorus)*

They said, "Dream big," but left me **broke** in the rain,

Now I’m scribin’ my pain like a **motherfuckin’** flame.

Tears mix with ink, yeah, my soul’s on the page,

I’ma **fight** ‘til my story outlives all this rage.

*(Chorus)*

This life’s a **shitshow**, yeah, we all got our scars,

But my pen don’t lie—it’s a weapon, it’s art.

From the **gutter** to greatness, every line that I lay,

Is a **middle finger** to the ones in my way.

*(Verse 2)*

**Hell** is a 9-to-5 with no light at the end,

Bills like vultures—**where the fuck** is the bread?

But I write through the **bullshit**, turn pain into power,

‘Cause the world don’t pause when your dreams hit the sour.

*(Bridge)*

We all bleed the same, but some **bastards** don’t see,

Too busy countin’ their **stack** while we drown in the grief.

So I **spit** like my lungs got a fire inside,

Fuck the odds—I’ma write ‘til I’m free ‘til I die.

*(Outro)*

So grab your **goddamn** pen, let the truth rip the veil,

The struggle’s a **monster**, but we star in the tale.

Ink stains the fight—**we ain’t bowin’**, we rise,

**Fuck the pain**, write your name in the skies.

Turn the volume up—let the rage breathe.**