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  • Blood on My Sneakers

    Blood on My Sneakers

    Flayve kindo

    Streetlights flicker where

    the dreams get lost Concrete

    jungle

    pay in the cost Heartbeat heavy like the bass in the block

    Every step forward is a gamble I toss Woke up broke with

    the sunrise bleeding Pockets empty but the hustle is breathing Running from

    the static yeah the sirens feeding My mind is a maze where

    the hope is fleeing Mama cried when the rent was due Said

    son I need you to follow through But the block got claws

    and it pulls me through Every dollar I earn is a battle

    I chew

    Man I'm tired of the struggle of the grind Every day is

    a war I can't rewind

    But I keep my head low and my eyes blind To the

    fake love and the snakes in line

    Off the street I bring the realest pain Blood on my sneakers

    from the city rain Every scar tells a story etched in vein

    I survive this drill no need for fame

    Yeah I survive this drill no need for fame

    Yeah

    The block taught me how to stand alone No handout no phone

    just a tombstone tone

    From the bottom up I make my own throne

    Corner store clerk knew my face from the back I traded favours

    for a meal and a pack Seen my homie fall to a

    trigger attack Now I carry his spirit in a duffel sack The

    system wanna lock me in a cage But I'm writing my own

    script on this page Every line I spit is a war I

    wage Losing sleep but I turn the page

    Man I'm tired of the struggle of the grind

    Every day is a war I can't rewind But I keep my

    head low and my eyes blind To the fake love and the

    snakes in line

    Off the street I bring the realest pain

    Blood on my sneakers from the city rain Every scar tells a

    story etched in vein

    I survive this drill no need for fame

    Yeah I survive this drill no need for fame

    Now I look back at the ashes and the smoke

    Every mistake was a lesson I wrote

    The street don't sleep but neither do I I turn my struggle

    into a battle cry No more begging no more living a lie

    I take my scars and I let them fly

    Off the street I'm still standing tall

    Concrete taught me how to never fall

    Every verse is a prayer and a call

    From the struggle I rise through it all

    Yeah from the struggle I rise through

    it all

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