Hood Chronicles

Born on the corner where dreams collide. Concrete jungle where the real ones hide. Every scar's a story, every step's a grind. Chasing the sun, but the shadows remind. From the block to the booth, Yeah. Every verse is the truth. No need for a crown, I've been bulletproof. Brick by brick, I built my proof. From the block to the booth, yeah. I'm livin' the truth. Streetlights flicker like a strobe at night. Hustle in my blood, got my future in sight. A bag of hope and a pocket of pain. Riding this beat like a runaway train. Yeah. What you see, what you hear, what you hear, It's all me, it's all me, it's all me. No sugar, no gloss, no gloss, gloss. Just raw reality. From the block to the booth. Every verse is the truth. No need for a crown, I've been bulletproof. Brick by brick, I built my proof. From the block to the booth, yeah. I'm livin' the truth. Yeah. They said I'd never make it past the street. But my rhymes turned ashes to concrete. Truth's the only weapon I ever had. And now I'm the voice of the good and The bad, bad, bad, bad. Yeah. I'm livin' the truth.