

Mr kesh again oh
We come from broken homes
From streets that raised hard questions
Childhood trauma in our eyes Sad stories in the cracked pavement Still
we wake and tie our courage Still we move with open scars
This hustle is not for showing off
Not for the race,
not for the noise
We are rewriting
where we started
Turning pain into a stronger voice
We hustle to rewrite our story Build a better day for our
children We fight the wars they could not finish And plant new
hope in what we are building Oh oh,
we rise again
Oh oh,
we rise again
No need to impress nobody No need to chase another man's praise
We conquer battles left before us And clear a road through harder
days
For ourselves and our children For ourselves and our children
Mr kesh again oh