Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Yo, born in the concrete jungle, where the shadows creep and crawl
Another lost soul branded, against the system's wall
Outcast from the jump, a scarlet letter on my chest
They marked me from the cradle, put my spirit to the test
No escaping these trenches, the ghetto's got its grip
Every corner's a battle, another brother's slip
Dog-eat-dog world, gotta bite or get devoured
No silver spoon fed, just lessons cold and soured
See the realness in their eyes, the hunger and the pain
Survival of the fittest, washin' through the acid rain
No hand-holding here, no one to guide your way
Just the grind and the struggle, every single day
From the trap house whispers to the sirens on the street
Gotta hustle with a purpose, stand firm on your own feet
They try to box you in, but the spirit never bends
This ain't a game, it's life, until the very end.