[Intro – Both]
Two kids from the dirt, different skies, same flame,
Jumped past fate just to carve our name.
Heroes rise when the pressure calls,
Webs collide with One For All.
[Verse 1 – Dèku]
From UA halls where the futures ignite,
Mee-door-ee-ya Ess-zoo-koo learned to fight.
One For All thunder in fractured bone,
Still stood tall when I stood alone.
Plus Ultra etched deeper than fear,
Every scar proof I stayed right here.
You swing through chaos, city-born flair,
I hold the line when the smoke fills air.
Villains tested me, broke me apart,
Still rebuilt power straight from the heart.
Ba-koo-goh’s rage forged discipline raw,
Pain became purpose, respect that awe.
You move with style, flash and finesse,
I move with weight — life's on my chest.
Venom inside? I handle sim-bee-oat stress,
Faced Shiggy’s decay and adapted instead.
[Verse 2 – Miles Morales]
Brooklyn nights taught me how to survive,
Lost my Peter just to come alive.
Venom sparks when my feet hit ground,
I bend the fight when the beat breaks down.
Spider-Verse cracked, still held my lane,
I learned quick or got erased by pain.
You trained for destiny, written in flame,
I stole my moment, earned my name.
Graffiti truths in the alley’s hum,
You speak ideals — I become.
You chase legacy passed by torch,
I rewrote fate on a fire escape porch.
I don’t break bones just to prove I’m strong,
I bend the space when the odds feel wrong.
[Verse 3 – Dèku]
You call it bending — I call resolve,
I shattered limits just to evolve.
Blackwhip snap when the pressure spike,
Danger Sense scream — I don’t freeze, I strike.
From quirkless tears to the front line,
Every failure rebuilt my spine.
I don’t fight for clout or the crowd’s cheer,
I fight so tomorrow’s still here.
My hands shake but my will stands firm,
I learned what it costs to truly earn.
You move for self, I move for all,
That’s the difference when the giants fall.
[Verse 4 – Miles Morales]
Respect the grind, I see the scars,
But my road wasn’t paved by stars.
I learned control in collapsing space,
One wrong step, erased in place.
I swing through loss, still choose motion,
Every hit charged with electric devotion.
From borough streets to fractured zones,
I claimed my seat, built my throne.
Not chosen, trained, or destiny-fed,
I stood back up when hope felt dead.
[Outro – Both]
Two paths crossed, no need to compare,
Different weight, same air.
Webs or fists, we rise through pain,
Two heroes stand — none remain chained.
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