B_Real.11 - Lost It All

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[Verse]

Cracks in the sidewalk, maps to the hustle,

Corners tight-packed, every block got muscle.

Streetlights flicker, shadows play chess,

Pawn to a king, man, this life’s a test.



Empty bottles sing songs of regret,

Dreams in the gutter, still ain't broke yet.

Pocket lint sermons, preaching survival,

Old heads mumble ‘bout street revival.



[Chorus]

Corner kings, crown chipped but still gleam,

Living life raw, chasing half-dead dreams.

Corner kings, under neon beams,

Every step's a battle, every breath redeems.



[Verse 2]

Smoke stacks rise, prayers hit the smog,

Sirens in the distance, barking with the dogs.

Dice hit pavement, futures get rolled,

Cold winds whisper stories untold.



Hoodies up, eyes locked, no trust here,

Loyalty fragile, shattered like a mirror.

Dollar bills dirty, pass through the chain,

Everybody's guilty, nobody claims blame.



[Chorus]

Corner kings, crown chipped but still gleam,

Living life raw, chasing half-dead dreams.

Corner kings, under neon beams,

Every step's a battle, every breath redeems.

Corner Kings