Willam rap

rap

July 1st, 2024suno

가사

Yeah, Willam’s the name, he’s got that fire in his veins, From the streets of Brooklyn, where the rhythm remains, His sneakers scuff the pavement, beats echo in his brain, A poet with a swagger, chasing dreams through the rain. Willam’s got a story, scars etched on his skin, Battles fought silently, but he won’t let 'em win, His rhymes cut like razors, truth dripping from his pen, In the cipher, he’s a legend, a lyrical kingpin. Late nights in the studio, chasing that elusive flow, Sippin’ on black coffee, eyes bloodshot, you know, He weaves tales of struggle, love, and city glow, Willam’s got the hunger, the hunger for the show. His hoodie pulled low, shadows dancing on the wall, Willam spits fire, watch the crowd rise and fall, From the corner bodega to the rooftop brawl, He’s the voice of the streets, the heartbeat of it all. Willam’s got dreams bigger than the Brooklyn skyline, He’ll rhyme till the sun rises, till the stars align, Through the hustle and the pain, he’ll forever shine, Yeah, that’s Willam—street poet, hip-hop divine.

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