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[Intro] Rough bricks, tough days, Shadows long in the alleyways. Mother gone, father’s fists, Survival’s game with twisted risks. [Verse 1] Grew up with the sound of sirens, echo in my brain, Concrete bed, these streets my domain. Every corner, every block, wearing scars of pain, Learned to fight before I knew my full name. Dirty faces, broken homes, night’s cold embrace, Hunger's real, a daily race. Momma’s voice, a distant sound, lost her trace, Daddy’s belt left more than just a mark on my face. [Chorus] I’ve been through the fucking storm, rain so cold, Barely alive, stories untold. I’ve been through hell, but here I stand, Forged in fire, by life's harsh hand. [Verse 2] Skipped school, 'cause life’s lessons are street-taught, Trust is costly, safety’s bought. First love left me, said I was too rough, What did she expect? I’m made of tougher stuff. Friends come and go, some in cuffs, some in tags, My youth spent among these ragged flags. Tears hidden by the rain, no time for sorrow, Living like there’s no damn tomorrow. [Chorus] I’ve been through the fucking storm, rain so cold, Barely alive, stories untold. I’ve been through hell, but here I stand, Forged in fire, by life's harsh hand. [Bridge] Nights in jail, counting counting stars through bars, Dreaming dreams, reaching for Mars. Every bruise, every drop of blood, Molded me into a flood. [Outro] Now I rise, above the noise, above the fray, Streets raised me, tough, come what may. Got scars as medals, tales as wealth, Survivor’s pride, my story, my stealth.