Verse 1
She wake up before the city even breathe,
Clockin’ in life while they judge what she achieve.
Paychecks small, bills tall, dreams on fire,
Society say “sit down,” she say “I climb higher.”
Body policed, choices dissected like prey,
Speak up, too loud, shut up, too grey.
Fear in the streets, violence in the air,
Keys in hand, heartbeat loud, always aware.
Chorus
Hard knocks, broken chains, still she rise,
Fist to the sky while the system lies.
Real woman problems, ain’t no disguise,
Every day a war, survival the prize.
Verse 2
Glass ceilings crack, but they still stand tall,
Try to cage her spirit, she breakin’ it all.
Mental load heavy, house, kids, work, dreams,
Balance like tightrope, life split at the seams.
Judged for her face, her body, her tone,
Shut up or speak up, always alone.
They don’t see the fight behind the quiet grace,
Every scar she wear, a map of this place.
Chorus
Hard knocks, broken chains, still she rise,
Fist to the sky while the system lies.
Real woman problems, ain’t no disguise,
Every day a war, survival the prize.
Verse 3 (HARDER)
America built on the backs she carry,
While they sleep safe, she don’t tarry.
Racism, sexism, wages cut thin,
Everywhere she turn, gotta fight to win.
No crown, no medal, just battles she face,
Turn hate into fire, weakness into grace.
She bleeds in silence, laughs in the storm,
A queen of the struggle, redefine the norm.
Bridge (Punch)
Chains on her hands? She break ’em with her mind,
World try to box her, she leave ’em behind.
Every insult a fuel, every punch a spark,
She burn through the night, lightin’ up the dark.
Final Chorus
Hard knocks, broken chains, still she rise,
Fist to the sky while the system lies.
Real woman problems, no masks, no lies,
She the truth, the fight, the fire in their eyes.
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