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Warrior Mystic: The Breakout 1 by VI_poundBite

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Warrior Mystic: The Breakout 1 by VI_poundBite - Hip-Hop music cover art

Warrior Mystic: The Breakout 1

Hip-Hop

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Lyrics
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to make it sound like rap.
Broken every law, shattered every rule, Survival was the subject, the street was the school,
Wasn′t born into the game, I was forged in the fire, A product of the crucible, the
price is getting higher, I ain′t a kid no more, I′ve been in this since the jump,
Under the blazing sun, taking every single look, Let me make it crystal, we′ll make
it disappear, Reappear as a ghost in about twenty years.
I′m far away, but I′m here to stay, Living like a phantom, keep the fakes at bay,
Grinding all day, wide awake all night, With the brothers by my side, we gonna be alright,
Again the glocks hit the club and the scene, In these cold ass streets, we′re living out
the dream.
Raised by the concrete, molded by the curb, Where the jungle is hungry, and the wheat
gets served, No silver spoon, just the blood and the sweat,
Earning my respect, the only way to get, We ain′t rich in the bank, but we′re rich
in the pride, In this game of life, it′s a ride or die,
Through the struggle and the scars, and the internal pain,
When the dust finally settles, we′re the ones who remain,
From the gutter to the peak, watch us climb, Against every odd, it′s our moment, my
time, Through the pitch black, we′re finding
a way, In this game of life, we came here to play,
Feed pound native, born of the light, no stranger to the game inside,
The fire′s burning brighter than the external flame,
Walking the ledger, the authentic in the world made it fake,
Trying to stay sane, while the synthetic starts to break,
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your own music, Rough skin, raw, uncut, survivor of the storm,
I walk through shredded glass, just to keep the spirit warm,
Went from kids to men, running laps with no legs,
Moving 40 off 100, from the brown paper bags,
Lived off what we made, never brag, never dent,
My music get my head, never been cousin,
My music get my head, never been cousin,