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I'm more than what they see in me, feel me? Through the darkness I shine like a beacon of truth, speaking for those who lost their voice. Statistics don't tell my story, my pain speaks volumes beyond their numbers, but I keep rising.

Life in these streets ain't no joke nigga, got these fake playas watching my every move while I'm stacking paper. They hate to see a young brother shine but I keep pushing, keep grinding, cause that's the thug life way. Real recognize real til the day I die.

Listen up homie, real recognize real in these streets. Ain't nobody gonna tell me what's what when I been living this life since day one. West side still riding, still surviving, while these fake cats running scared. Keep it real or don't speak at all.

Listen up homie, real recognize real in these streets. Ain't nobody gonna stop my flow, been through the struggle since day one. These fake thugs running they mouth but ain't bout that life. West side holding it down, that's how we ride.

Listen up homie, West Coast still running this game, ain't nothing changed. These fake thugs talking but they ain't bout that life. Real soldiers move in silence, we ain't gotta prove nothing. Keep it real or get dealt with, that's how we ride.

Life teaches us through every struggle, every victory, every defeat. I'm learning daily, growing stronger through the pain and the joy. Keep your head up, stay true to yourself, and remember that even the darkest times bring wisdom.

Listen homie, they can try to silence me but my voice gonna echo through these streets forever. Y'all can lock my body but can't chain my spirit, feel me? Keep running your mouth and watch what happens, real talk, ain't nothing gonna stop my truth.

Yo, check it out, one minute I'm all proper like "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen," then suddenly I switch up and drop these bars like they ain't nothing. That's just how I flow, you feel me? My voice is like a chameleon, always changing, always real.