

Prompt / Lyrics
(Verse 1) Cracked concrete, echoes of hunger, a symphony of sirens Dreams buried deep, beneath these worn-out tires Used to stare at ceilings, map out constellations of cracks Now I see horizons, ain"t no turnin" back Started with a whisper, a fire in my gut They said I couldn"t climb, said I was stuck in the rut But intuition"s a compass, a voice in the night Guiding me through shadows, towards my own light (Chorus) Escaping the gravity, of a life designed to hold me Breaking these chains, the stories they told me Found my purpose, carved it out of stone Living my dream, finally on my own throne Intuition"s the key, unlockin" every door Poverty"s a ghost, ain"t hauntin" me no more (Verse 2) Used to hustle corners, just to make ends meet Now I hustle passion, planting seeds at my feet Knowledge is power, learned that on the block Turned my pain into fuel, never stopped the clock They tried to box me in, label me a statistic But my spirit"s a rebel, ain"t no room for ballistic Thinking, just pure drive, a relentless chase To leave this broken system, find my rightful place (Chorus) Escaping the gravity, of a life designed to hold me Breaking these chains, the stories they told me Found my purpose, carved it out of stone Living my dream, finally on my own throne Intuition"s the key, unlockin" every door Poverty"s a ghost, ain"t hauntin" me no more (Bridge) It ain"t about the riches, or the flashy cars It"s about the freedom, reaching for the stars It"s about the journey, the climb, the uphill fight Turning darkness into dawn, making everything right (Verse 3) Now I build bridges, for those who walk behind Show "em the blueprint, leave no soul behind Intuition"s a language, spoken from the heart A rhythm in my footsteps, a brand new start From the bottom of the barrel, to the top of the peak My story"s a testament, to the strength we all seek So listen to that voice, the one that whispers your name Your purpose is waiting, ignite the inner flame Escaping the gravity, of a life designed to hold me Breaking these chains, the stories they told me Found my purpose, carved it out of stone Living my dream, finally on my own throne Intuition"s the key, unlockin" every door Poverty"s a ghost, ain"t hauntin" me no more
Tags
rap, rock, funk, lo-fi, beats
3:45
No
3/8/2025