In this city of shadows, Where the pain never shallow, give up the world, we move, Ain't no love, just the groove. Ballin’ hard, but it’s tough, Life’s a game, I call your bluff, Death creepin’, that’s the deal, You know the pain, you know the real. (Verse 2) Hustlin’ scars on my soul, we fall, pay the toll, Creepin’ in the night like ghosts, Detroit city, we do the most. Anger risin’, can’t contain, Every loss, I feel the pain. You were real, now you're dust, In this life, it’s hard to trust.
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It’s written very well
This feels raw and real like you're sharing the pain of living in a place where trust is hard, and every loss hits deep. The way you capture the struggle and hustle, with that mix of anger and survival, makes it feel honest. "You were real, now you're dust" hits hard. It's a powerful reflection on the toughness of life, and even when it’s dark, you’re pushing through. People can feel that.
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