Bottom To The TOP

"no time Tim studio" "me,

dirty D" "DAYTON!"

Yo, I came to the city with a heart full of fire,

Dreams in my pocket,

and stars in my wire.

Concrete jungle, but I'm bloomin’ like vines,

Every setback just tighten the lines.

Subway hum, sleep in my ride,

Chasin’ the voice inside: “You got pride.” Broke and hungry,

but my soul got the feast,

Every scar’s a story,

every wound’s a beast.

Skyline glow,

dreams burnin’ bright,

Through the silence, I’m the spark in the night.

They said I wouldn’t make it,

said I’d fade and run,

But I’m built for the storm,

yeah, I chase the sun.

From the bottom to the top,

that’s the climb,

With my eyes on the sky and my roots in the grime. (yeah)

Paper dreams on a corner bench,

Rhymes in my head,

I don’t need no pen.

Clock tickin’, rent due,

but I’m still on beat,

Heart full of rhythm,

soul can’t retreat. Eyes on the skyline,

mind full of schemes,

Turnin’ pain into power,

that’s the dream. People talkin’ loud,

but they don’t know my fight,

I turn silence into verses,

and the dark into light.

Skyline glow,

dreams burnin’ bright,

Through the silence, I’m the spark in the night.

They said I wouldn’t make it,

said I’d fade and run,

But I’m built for the storm,

yeah, I chase the sun.

From the bottom to the top,

that’s the climb,

With my eyes on the sky and my roots in the grime. (DAYTON!)

This ain’t luck, it’s a grind,

Every drop of sweat,

I paid every dime.

If the city don’t know me,

soon it will,

‘Cause I’m a storm in the silence,

I’m the thrill.

So I walk through the noise,

with my head to the sky,

No fear in my step,

just a fire in my eye.

The city’s a beast,

but I’m wild in its veins,

Chasin’ my dreams through the rhythm and rain.

"no time Tim studio" "DAYTON!"