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VONOM's Rise 2 by Martin

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VONOM's Rise 2

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[Verse 1]
Sneakers hit the cracked pavement, breath caught in the rise,
VONOM’s eyes carve the skyline where the doubt tries,
Fighting shadows that whisper blame, names carved in stone walls,
Every scar a story, every stumble sets the calls.
City’s pulse, a heartbeat syncopated with the chase,
Words sharper than glass, rhythms break and retrace.
From corners where the silence thickens like fog at dawn,
He’s building from the wrecked, from every bridge burned and gone.
[Pre-Chorus]
No scripts, no refuge, just raw verses in the fight,
Every line a battle wound, every bar a light.
Chasing more than dreams — these streets demand a shove,
When they ask about the rise, tell ’em VONOM’s love.
[Chorus]
It’s a move — cutting through the static, breaking the shell,
Rising from ashes that no story could sell.
Sharp with the words, heavy with the truth,
When they ask how he got here — tell ’em VONOM’s move.
[Verse 2]
Late night confessions spilled on cold pavement cracks,
Words hitting harder than the weight of facts.
Pressure’s hands pressing, bending steel to a form,
Carving out the thunder in a raw, relentless storm.
No refuge in the sky, no luxuries in time,
Every breath wrapped tight in a rhythm and a rhyme.
Moving with a purpose, silent but loud in intent,
Turning pain to power, every second’s investment.
[Pre-Chorus]
No scripts, no refuge, just raw verses in the fight,
Every line a battle wound, every bar a light.
Chasing more than dreams — these streets demand a shove,
When they ask about the rise, tell ’em VONOM’s love.
[Chorus]
It’s a move — cutting through the static, breaking the shell,
Rising from ashes that no story could sell.
Sharp with the words, heavy with the truth,
When they ask how he got here — tell ’em VONOM’s move.
[Bridge]
Fingers stained with midnight ink, stories hardly told,
Every word a weapon built from cracks in the cold.
Not just surviving but rewriting the groove,
When they look back at the rise — they’ll say it’s the VONOM move.
[Chorus]
It’s a move — cutting through the static, breaking the shell,
Rising from ashes that no story could sell.
Sharp with the words, heavy with the truth,
When they ask how he got here — tell ’em VONOM’s move.
[Outro]
Footsteps fade but the legend stays alive,
In every whispered breath where the restless thrive.
The motion never stops — streets know the prove,
Legacy locked tight in a single move — VONOM’s move.