Yo, I'm staring at the mirror, reflections of the past, Haunted by the memories, trauma's shadows cast. Life dealt a hand, left me broken and scarred, But I'm rising from the ashes, my spirit unmarred. Internal storms, thunder in my soul, Anger burning hot, trying to take control. Fighting through the darkness, searching for the light, In this battlefield of the mind, gotta win the fight. Every scar tells a story, every tear has a tale, In the heart's deepest chambers, emotions set sail. Haunted by the past, but I won't let it prevail, Turn the page, let the new chapter unveil. (Chorus) Trauma's a beast, anger's a flame, But I won't let them define my name. I'm rising up, breaking the chains, In the rhythm of redemption, where healing remains. I wear my scars like armor, battle-tested and true, In the war against demons, I'm breaking through. Anger's a fire, but I'm the water that cools, Turning pain into power, breaking all the rules. Lost in the maze of my mind, seeking escape, But I'm the architect, rebuilding my fate. In the symphony of struggle, I compose my own song, Turning trauma into triumph, where I belong. Therapy in the verses, healing in the rhyme, In the ink of my pen, I find the divine. Channeling the anger, turning pain to a line, Every lyric a step on the ladder I climb.
Break through the door to call out your moma Shake the door to calm down my trauma Race to the door to meet Obama Save by the lord thank you God now I have a chance to meet my father I don't need to go to war with all the drama I just came to the store for my momma All my haters everywhere hide in plain sight call me the undertaker I bury you in a scary grave site my name is Harry I updated my life claim my reward from your moma All these doors in my way I break down door's all on my way Across the floor trash in my way take down crime Lord along my way
I am sorry mama I brought you som drama' I bury opps for surely give em bodily trauma' Got that Llama on us' the stick so big' It Got the last name of Arianna's' streets raised me up but didnt help if I was fallin' my home like chest of Pac the shit was lawless' cant blame the ones who teach bout all these problems Angel hair dust alcohol pills was in reach I prolly got em' Say she aint into me hit her up thats Molly talkin' Young MA hit me up' I dont mean no Boston College' Eat the mc's alive creatin all this Carnage' Since I chipped in the stick now prolly sawdust' I should start filin down these numbers' Body count I lost the count n its gonna be a violent summer'
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