Gerador de Voz AI Kendrick Gratuito por Fish Audio

Yo, I'm spittin' fire through the streets of Compton, mama told me keep my head up while I'm watching. These rappers talking but they ain't got what I got, real recognize real and I'm hot like the block I walk. K.Dot never stopping, keep it raw and proper.

Look, they try to box me in, but God ain't built me basic. Every verse I write, every step I take, it's sacred. Keep your soul intact while they fabricate the narrative. Stay true to self, that's mathematics, ain't no average in my bracket.

You see, we keep running from ourselves, trying to find answers in all these complex places. But what if I told you the truth is right here? In your heart, in your soul. We're all connected by something bigger than ourselves.

The concrete jungle breeds warriors disguised as victims. We transform through pain, like roses growing through sidewalk cracks. Society sees what it wants to see, but beneath these city lights, we're all just searching for our wings, trying to break free from these mental prisons.

So like yesterday I'm at this fancy restaurant right, and they're all "would you like our artisanal water selection" and I'm just sitting there thinking like, okay but do you have regular water, you know, the kind that doesn't need a backstory?

You ain't shit with your fake ass promises I'm tired of these games you playing acting like you innocent when everybody know what you been doing behind closed doors fuck outta here with that manipulative emotional bullshit I see right through you now I'm done with this toxic situation.

Mind running wild through these city streets, thoughts scattered like broken glass. People watching me, but they don't really see. Every day I'm fighting these inner demons, trying to find peace in the chaos of my consciousness.

Era medianoche cuando Carmen notó algo extraño en el pasillo del hospital. Las luces parpadeaban sin razón, y el silencio habitual se había transformado en un murmullo inquietante. Mientras caminaba hacia la sala de enfermeras, escuchó pasos que no correspondían a ningún turno nocturno.