

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Fists up, shadowbox with the moon’s glare, Dreams heavy, backpack full of despair. City whispers secrets I ain't tryna hear, Concrete jungle, lionhearted, no fear. Hunger pains louder than the sirens sing, Life dealt a joker, but I’m playin’ king. Pockets stay hollow, but the soul stay gold, Young phoenix, ashes can’t break the mold. [Chorus] It’s me against the world, I don’t fold, I don’t bend, Struggles on my shoulders, still I rise, I ascend. Every scar a medal, every wound a win, Boy against the odds, let the story begin. [Verse 2] Torn kicks, pavement kissed with my ambition, Blueprints scribbled in a broke man’s kitchen. They said the system's rigged, I said, "What’s new?" I’m dodgin' all the traps, somethin’ Neo would do. Late nights, city lights play the backdrop, Pressure cookin’, turn the struggle to a jackpot. Momma’s tears dryin’ on the windowsill, I’m the storm they can’t weather, never standin’ still. [Prechorus] They doubted, they laughed, said I’d never thrive, But the boy keeps climbin', barely just alive.
Tags
hip hop, gritty, world, boom-bap with heavy basslines and layered vocal samples, rap
1:30
No
11/24/2025