(Verse 1)
Yo, I step on the scene, with my mind on the grind,
Every word that I speak, got a rhythm, got a rhyme.
From the streets to the stage, I'm a lyrical sage,
Spitting fire in my bars, with a passion, with a rage.

Born from the struggle, raised in the hood,
But I'm breaking out, misunderstood.
I paint my life on the canvas of beats,
Every line that I drop, a piece of my feats.

(Hook)
This is the anthem for the underdogs,
Rise up from the ashes, against all odds.
We hustle, we grind, we never back down,
In the world of hip hop, we wear the crown.

(Verse 2)
I'm the voice of the voiceless, the echo in the streets,
Where every beat tells a story, where every rhyme meets.
From the block parties to the cyphers at night,
I'm the voice of the city, shining bright in the light.

I speak for the dreamers, the hustlers, the fighters,
For the ones who never had a voice, for the igniters.
I'm the pulse of the city, the heartbeat of the streets,
With every flow I deliver, feeling the heat.

(Hook)
This is the anthem for the underdogs,
Rise up from the ashes, against all odds.
We hustle, we grind, we never back down,
In the world of hip hop, we wear the crown.

(Bridge)
From the struggles of the past, to the dreams of tomorrow,
I'm the voice of the streets, I'll never beg or borrow.
I'll keep spitting these lyrics, till the day that I die,
In the world of hip hop, where legends fly high.

(Outro)
So listen up world, hear what I gotta say,
In the rhythm of the streets, I'll always find my way.
I'm the voice of the underdogs, the king of the game,
In the world of hip hop, forever I'll reign.