getto

Mothers cryin' for their sons at night, Lost to a world that ain't treatin' 'em right. Hope's a treasure, buried deep in the pain, But in every soul, there's a flicker of flame. Graffiti walls tell stories untold, Of lives lived fast, and hearts turned cold. But in the shadows, there's strength and grace, A community's love, no one can erase. It's a hardt life in the getto, can't you see? Trying to rise above this harsh reality. But we keep on pushin', keep on survivin', In the heart of the storm, we'll keep on strivin'. Unity in the struggle, hope in the fight, We find our power in the darkest night. Voices rising, breaking through the chains, In the heart of the getto, where shadows will always remain. Every dawn brings a new chance to rise, Through the hardship, we learn to realize. That in each other, we find the way, To make it through another day. Broken dreams can be rebuilt strong, In the rhythm of the streets, we find our song. With every step, we're defyin' the odds, Together we stand, against all the facades. It's a hardt life in the getto, can't you see? Trying to rise above this harsh reality. But we keep on pushin', keep on survivin', In the heart of the storm, we'll keep on strivin'. So here's to the fighters, the ones who believe, In the power of hope, and the strength to achieve. Through the hardt life in the getto, we’ll rise, Together we'll reach for the skies.