Nelson (A. K) AI 语音生成器，来自 Fish Audio

Let me tell you something about power in Harlem. It ain't about how many guns you got or how much money you flash. It's about respect. When you protect your people, when you stand for something bigger than yourself, that's when you become untouchable. The Italians never understood that.

These streets ain't nothing but concrete graves, mother fuckers playing both sides like double agents. Money talk loud but death whisper louder, feel me? Real soldiers know the game, we riding through this war zone, copper to copper, straight survival.

Listen up homie, when you step in my territory, you better show respect. I ain't playing games with nobody. You cross the line, my crew gonna handle business. Remember who runs these streets. Keep it real or stay away, feel me?

Sometimes people ask me why I choose to be different. But who decides what's normal? Your expectations don't define my reality. I'd rather be true to myself than live by someone else's rules.

You think you’re doing something noble? You’re a disgrace. People like you don't understand that discipline is the only thing standing between us and total chaos. I don't care about your opinion. You do your job, you follow my lead, or people die. Is that clear?

These monsters think they can take our city, turn it into their playground of evil. But we're armed and ready. Tonight we'll storm their hideout and send every last demon back to the hell they came from.

You've walked through the shadows of death, soldier. Others would have broken, but not you. The battlefield has marked you, changed you. Now you're something more - a phantom rising from the ashes. The mission awaits. Show them what you've become.

Listen here, bitch, y'all worried about the wrong shit again. Media out here covering everything except what matters. These motherfuckers don't care about our community, they just want ratings. Same racist system, different day, feel me?