"From the Mud"

[Intro – Sets the Mood]
I came from the mud, theres no handouts here,
Lost too many good ones, aint never shed a tear.
Shootin on the block, I see red and its done,
When I go back, reminisce on the fun. 
I don’t see people, just blank stares,
People in my block, pay up the fares. 


[Verse 1 – The Past: Struggles & Pain]
No heater in my crib, sleepin in my coat,
Ran from the feds, puffin on that tote.
Homies switch up gotta keep my circle tight,
When the ops pull up, always ready for a fight. 

[Hook/Chorus – The Core Message]
Came from the mud now we up (here)
Never changed still tough (where)
Fakes ones talk I don’t trust (yeah)
Loyalty first that’s a must (there)

[Verse 2 – The Rise: Where You Are Now]
Used to count cents, now im stackin up racks,
Still keep my burner tucked in the back.
Lost my mama, still talk to the sky,
Told me keep my shit humble, don’t let this shit fly. 
Changed up my ways, treat every day as my last,
Head still hurts, I try and think of the past. 
So many boys locked up or dead where do I go,
Many have tried, none could match my flow. 

[Bridge – Emotional Shift]
All this money, still go no peace,
Still hear voices whenever I try an sleep. 
Cant lay my head down, I just see faces,
I see the blank ones, never made it from those places. 


[Final Hook – Bigger & Harder]
Came from the mud now we up (here)
Never changed still tough (where)
Fakes ones talk I don’t trust (yeah)
Loyalty first that’s a must (there)


[Outro – Fade Out or Last Hard Line]
Loyalty got no price tag… but betrayal do,
Now they checkin on me, where was they at?







From the mud

Yeah… I can't run from this…
War inside my head, war inside my soul.
Can’t escape my thoughts, loadin’ that clip again,
Trigger finger twitchin’, but I know I can’t regen.
Feel my heartbeat, thumpin’ like a drum,
Can’t let ‘em see me weak, I refuse to be done.
If they ever knew what I go through, they’d run the other way,
Too many demons in my mind, too many things I can’t say.
Wake up, warzone, my brain stay violent,
Demons talk loud, so I move in silence.
Ducking these shots from the past every night,
But the voices in my head, they ready to fight.
Tellin’ me stories, none of ‘em right,
Got a devil on my shoulder, always hypin’ up the fight.
Every decision got me stuck on the fence,
Right or wrong? I dunno, I just stay tense.
Guns blazin’, war in my mind,
Ain’t no peace, only battles inside.
I can’t run, I can’t hide,
When I lose, Ima die.
Liquor can’t drown it, smoke don’t erase it,
Tried to sleep it off, but my mind stay racin’.
Every step forward, get pulled back two,
Dodgin’ my own shots, but I stay on cue.
Runnin’ through the fire but my feet don’t burn,
Said I’d get better but I never did learn.
Tryna put a muzzle on the pain in my brain,
But the voices gettin’ loud, and they screamin’ my name.
Maybe I’m the enemy in my own fight,
Maybe I ain’t meant to make it through tonight.
Banging my head on the sink,
Brain ain’t letting me think.
Thoughts melt together, one becomes three,
Nobody knows me deep down, only my closest homie.
Dark thoughts, they don’t take a vacation,
Every little move feel like provocation.
Tryna stay calm, keep my patience,
But I might just snap, no hesitation.
Mind runnin’ laps, like a never-endin’ race,
Lookin’ in the mirror but I don’t see my face.
Memories twisted, everything’s blurred,
Tryna find peace, but the past still hurts.
How many nights did I stare at the ceiling?
Tryna fight thoughts that don’t got no meaning.
How many times did I lie through my teeth?
Sayin’ I’m good, when I’m breakin’ beneath?
Guns blazin’, war in my mind,
Ain’t no peace, only battles inside.
I can’t run, I can’t hide,
When I lose, Ima die.
I don’t need pity, don’t need no help,
Ain’t no one there when I fought by myself.
Now they all checkin’, now they all call,
Where was they at when I had nothin’ at all?
Sayin’ I changed, but they don’t know,
I had to switch up just to grow.
Ain’t no regret, ain’t no rewind,
I got no choice but to stay on my grind.
But I can’t lie, still hear that noise,
Still hear the echoes of my lost boys.
Still feel the weight of my own damn sins,
Still feel the war that I hold within.
Guns blazin’, war in my mind,
Ain’t no peace, only battles inside.
I can’t run, I can’t hide,
When I lose, Ima die.
Bullets still flyin’… but I ain’t done yet.
The war ain’t over ‘til I say it is. 


Memories

There’s a storm brewin’, it’s in the air,
Runnin’ through the city, ain’t never had a care.
See lights flashin’, red and blue in my mirror,
But I ain’t stoppin’, let ‘em come a bit nearer.
Came from the bottom, I got no favours,
Hustle in the dark, now I’m countin’ papers.
Bare-knuckle nights, had to fight just to eat,
Now I’m steppin’ clean, call me king of the street.
Ain’t no love in the places I been,
They smile in my face but they hate from within.
Runnin’ these roads with my boys since a kid,
Did what we had to, it is what it is.
No peace in the street, the war ain't gonna end,
One wrong step, you just lost a friend.
Never the trustin’ type, only roll with a few,
Can’t stand tall, streets gonna eat you.
Never had a plan, just a blade in my sock,
Runnin’ from the cops, gotta ditch my Glock.
Talk real loud ‘til they see that flash,
They all duck low when they hear that smash.
Had to make moves, had to stay low,
Ain’t no second chances when you playin’ with foes.
Money in my pocket but my soul stay broke,
Made it out clean but my past still spoke.
Tryna stack bread but the war don’t fade,
I still hear shots when I’m countin’ my pay.
I still see ghosts when I’m ridin’ at night,
I lost too many, that pain don’t die.
I seen too much, lost too many,
Poured a homie out, still feel empty.
Every name on my skin, another lesson learned,
Every candle lit, every bridge burned.
No peace in the street, the war ain't gonna end,
One wrong step, you just lost a friend.
Never the trustin’ type, only roll with a few,
Can’t stand tall, streets gonna eat you.
City still cold, gotta watch my back,
Ain’t no tellin’ when the snakes gon’ snap.
Fake smiles, I don’t trust no face,
Keep my circle small, keep my burner safe.
They say the war’s over, I still hear shots,
City never sleeps, the pain don’t stop…
…I still hear shots…
…The pain don’t stop…


Its Storming

Paartay 001 (tracklist in comments)

Raised In Fire 
Streets don’t love you, they chew and spit,
Born in the smoke, had to fight for this.
Quick on my feet, never fold, never quit,
Boys in the back, yeah, we all stay lit.
See the lights flash, time to change lanes,
Speed through the night, city pumps through my veins.
Paranoia creepin’, got my head on a swivel,
Eyes stay open, every step is a riddle.
Came from the flats, no handouts, no favours,
Every man hungry, the risks was major.
Bare knuckle nights, had to fight for a meal,
Bags under eyes, had to move for the deal.
Stackin’ these notes, but it still feel cold,
Runnin’ these streets like my future been sold.
Did dirt for the bread, no love, no trust,
Cops on my back, but I move like dust.
They never seen the struggle, never felt the pain,
Never seen a homie get hit in the rain.
Always knew the game, always played it smart,
Never had a heart, just a blade in the dark.
Raised in fire, no fear in my bones,
I live by the code, die on my own.
Smoke in my lungs, pain in my veins,
City don’t sleep, hear the shots, feel the rain.
Raised in fire, no fear in my bones,
I live by the code, die on my own.
Trapped in the system, nowhere to run,
Live by the knife, die by the gun.
Never had a choice, had to make the flip,
Startin’ from nothing, now the pockets are thick.
Bounce through the city, no plates on the ride,
Cops on my tail, but I move with pride.
Run from the pigs, don’t look back,
Homie gets caught, cut him no slack.
This ain’t a game, this ain’t for show,
Guns stay tucked when we out on the road.
See my reflection in the rearview mirror,
Know I got ops, gotta keep my vision clearer.
Clutchin’ my steel, heart full of rage,
Written in blood, turn the pain into page.
They all wanna talk, they all wanna chat,
Til the gloves come off and they all fade back.
Spent too long with a blade in my grasp,
Lost too much to get the cash in my clasp.
Couldn’t make a dollar, couldn’t make a dime,
Now I got bands, I still make time.
Made my first band, took my mum out the hood,
Had I knew she’d be gone, woulda done all I could.
Had to make peace with the choices I made,
Seen too many good men sent to the grave.
Sometimes I wonder, was it all worth?
Every move I made put my face on a shirt.
Raised in fire, no fear in my bones,
I live by the code, die on my own.
Smoke in my lungs, pain in my veins,
City don’t sleep, hear the shots, feel the rain.
Raised in fire, no fear in my bones,
I live by the code, die on my own.
In the streets I trust, this is my home,
Every time I wake up, feel I’m stuck in a dome.
Trapped in the cycle, caught in the trap,
Run too far, ain’t no turnin’ back.
Still hear sirens, still hear shots,
Still feel ghosts, every time I stop.
Still hear shots…
Every time I stop…
Still hear sirens… still hear shots…
Still feel ghosts… every time I stop…

Raised in Fire

Caught in a Trap
(Intro – Set the Tone, Aggressive & Direct)
Cold nights, all I see is ghosts,
Keep a blade close, they do the most. 
Never trusted love, nor trust peace, 
I got too many gone, many deceased. 
Headlights flicker, engine’ll roar,
Too many hits, im askin’ for more. 
(Verse 1 – The Come Up & The Struggles)
Came up broke, no shoes on my feet,
Always hungry, lived off the street. 
No father figure, just unc’s in cuffs,
No second chances, yeah I live rough. 
Cops on my back, takin what I earn,
Still got the scars from the lessons I learned.
Spent too long, dodging a case,
Rididn through the city, no mask on my face.
Hard nights, no lights, tryna push through,
Did what I did, now I cant undo. 
Still hear the shots, still hear the cries,
Same old cycle, just different guys. 
(Hook/Chorus – The Anthem, High Energy, Repetitive & Catchy)
No rest for the wicked, no love in the streets,
Every step I take, my heart skippin’ beats.
No trust, just lies and pain,
We all just fightin’ but we all die the same.
No rest for the wicked, no love in the streets,
Every step I take, my heart skippin’ beats.
No way out, just gotta go deep,
I don’t get breaks, I don’t get sleep.
(Verse 2 – The Action Talk, Fast-Paced & Confident)
Roll through my hood, bass on blast,
Gotta move quick, gotta go fast. 
Never leave prints, never leave a trace,
Cops in the area, cover my face. 
Homies on the line gotta make that flip, 
But money don’t matter if you get clipped. 
Took some losses, and some L’s, 
Im still here breathing, outta the cells.
Talkin online, don’t say much,
Til I pull up, they all outta touch.
Backed in a corner, fight to survive,
Real ones know what it takes to strive.
(Bridge – Emotional Shift, Slower & Reflective Moment)
Too many faces, carved in stone, 
Too many names I read alone. 
How many gone, how many lost, 
How many dreams, turned into frost.
pray to a sky, never responds,
Bleed for a life, I never belonged.
(Final Hook – Harder, More Intense, Maximum Impact)
No rest for the wicked, no love in the streets,
Every step I take, my heart skippin’ beats.
No trust, just lies and pain,
We all just fightin’ but we all die the same.
No rest for the wicked, no love in the streets,
Every step I take, my heart skippin’ beats.
No way out, just gotta go deep,
I don’t get breaks, I don’t get sleep.
(Outro – Cold, Lasting Impact, Fading Away)
Still hear whispers, still see the past,
Still know one day, this breath my last,
…still see the past…
…this breath my last… 



Caught in a Trap

Lost in the smog, city lights flick,
Step up wrong, get laid out quick.
Steel stay tucked, head on a swivel,
Every day risk, whole scene disheveled.

Came from flats, nothin’ but strife,
No plan B, had to make that right.
Broke as hell, stomach tight,
Walked through fire, danced with knives.

Skipped my class, learned on curbs,
Hard nights, hard fights, put in work.
Numbers climb, scars don’t heal,
Still wake up, gotta spin that wheel.

Tried go straight, past won’t fade,
Phone still jumpin’, gotta get paid.
Bros in the box, waitin’ on dates,
Till them gates unlock, hold that weight.

(Hook – Rapid-Fire, Energy Boost)
Trapped in smoke, no way out,
Raised in the dark, no fear, no doubt.
Run these streets, keep that hush,
One wrong move, you’ll get done up.

Trapped in smoke, no way out,
Raised in the dark, no fear, no doubt.
Blood on hands, scars don’t fade,
Die ‘fore I ever get locked in a cage.

(Verse 2 – Street Life & Fast Action)
Move in stealth, no need for clout,
Feds on watch, still skippin’ town.
Jump out whip, see opps then bounce,
Swore I was done, but I’m back on rounds.

Too many snakes, set up traps,
All fake love, I ain’t buyin’ that.
Keep one tucked, one in the head,
Ain’t goin’ down till the whole clip’s dead.

(Bridge – Emotional Shift, Aussie Slang Heavy)
One wrong move, chalk ya spot,
No loose lips, keep shit locked.
Lost me mates, still see clear,
Who’s still real? Who’s still near?

Too much lost, tryna stay right,
Still see ghosts in me sleep at night.
Ain’t no peace, nah no rest,
Weight on chest, it’s full of stress.

(Final Hook – Harder, More Aggression)
Trapped in smoke, no way out,
Raised in the dark, no fear, no doubt.
Run these streets, keep that hush,
One wrong move, you’ll get done up.

Trapped in smoke, no way out,
Raised in the dark, no fear, no doubt.
Blood on hands, scars don’t fade,
Die ‘fore I ever get locked in a cage.

(Outro – Cold, Haunting Closer)
Still hear sirens, still see flames,
Still feel pain, but I love these games.
No regrets, no second tries,
Either we live… or we say goodbye



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