Illmatic Wind

Hook:
Illmatic mind, visions in the rain,
Every thought’s a struggle, every dream’s a chain.
Life in the margins, hope in my rhyme,
Searching for the light through the darkness of time.

Verse 1:
City lights flicker, paintin’ stories on the walls,
Every shadow’s a memory, every echo calls.
Raised by the struggle, schooled by the street,
I write my survival in the lines of this beat.

Verse 2:
Lessons in the silence, wisdom in the pain,
Every loss a teacher, every scar remains.
Dreams in my pocket, hunger in my soul,
Illmatic mind, tryna make the broken whole.

Verse 3:
Pages of my notebook, tears in the ink,
Every verse a confession, every line makes you think.
From the gutter to the skyline, I’m paving my way,
Illmatic mind, still fighting today.

Hook:
Illmatic mind, visions in the rain,
Every thought’s a struggle, every dream’s a chain.
Life in the margins, hope in my rhyme,
Searching for the light through the darkness of time.

Outro:
When the beat fades out and the city sleeps,
My mind keeps running, chasing these dreams

90s East Coast, introspektiver Boom Bap, lyrisch, Nas-Vibe, Storytelling