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Make It Out 1 by goodnews

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Make It Out 1

Hip Hop,male vocals

0:002:56
Lyrics
Description
(Intro - ad-libs: "Yeah, yeah, uh")
Streets whisper stories, cold nights, but my soul’s colder
Lil Durk vibes, heart soldier, tryna make it out, no folder
(Chorus)
I gotta make it out, through the shadows and doubt
From cracked sidewalks to penthouse bouts
Blood on my hands, tears on my routes
This life’s a gamble but I’m all in, no drought
(Verse 1)
Concrete roses, bloomin’ where the pain’s the deepest
Mama’s prayers echo, but the nights stay the creepiest
Lost homies to the silence, their names etched in my chest
Every scar’s a chapter, every breath’s a test
Cold winds bite through my threadbare jacket
Dreams flicker like streetlamps, barely can hack it
Heart’s a furnace, burning through the frostbite
I’m the phoenix rising from that Chicago night
(Chorus)
I gotta make it out, through the shadows and doubt
From cracked sidewalks to penthouse bouts
Blood on my hands, tears on my routes
This life’s a gamble but I’m all in, no drought
(Verse 2 - vocal nuances: "yeah, uh")
Late nights, city sirens sing my lullaby
Hustle’s a symphony, grinding till I touch the sky
Enemies in the rearview, trying to catch my flame
But my spirit’s untouchable, I’m changing the game
Hustle’s in my DNA, no time for slowin’ down
Dreams painted vivid on this worn-out town
Used to count my blessings in pennies and dimes
Now I’m counting stars, rewriting my rhymes
(Bridge - emotional rise)
They said I was broken, but I’m glass turned diamond
Every crack glows, that’s my silver lining
From the gutter’s cold grip to the spotlight’s heat
I’m the story they whispered, now I’m the beat
(Chorus - with layered vocals)
I gotta make it out, through the shadows and doubt
From cracked sidewalks to penthouse bouts
Blood on my hands, tears on my routes
This life’s a gamble but I’m all in, no drought
(Outro - ad-libs: "Keep pushin’, keep risin’")
This one’s for the fighters, the lost and the found
For every silent scream in this cold, hard town
Keep your head high, let your soul shout
We gon’ make it out, yeah, we gon’ make it out