Fosfor

Yeah, Yeah. Midnight, crime city bleeding me on tears. Demons whisper louder than my childhood fears. Cold world raised me harsh, this what it cost. Dreams so big, but I'm trapped behind bars. Shadow walker, black hoodie, low flame. They know my pain, but they don't know my Name. Silence louder than a gunshot sound. Lost souls risen when the sun go down. Mama told me, "Baby, keep your head high," even When the system wanna see you die. Concrete jungle, survival mode, yeah. Weight stare heavy on this broken road. Eyes red, not from sleep, but the stress. Tryna find peace in a world so pressed. Friends turn ghosts, loyalty fade. Smiles be fake like the debts unpaid. Prayed Talk to God, but the line feel weak. Every breath sound like a wounded speak. Still I stand tall through the smoke and rain. Turn my trauma into art, my hurt to gain. Dark nights, dark nights, fade away, fade away. Pain got rhythm, yeah, it resonate, resonate. From the basement dreams to the rooftop views. Build my throne from the broken blues. They judge quick, but they don't know facts, know Facts. See the crown, but ignore the cracks, ignore The cracks. I was starving while they laughed at Me, yeah. Now my voice hold gravity, Uh. Street philosopher, pen for the rage. Every verse like a war on the page. I bleed truth when I grab that mic. Turn fear to fire when I strike, uh.