作词 : SOKE SAIRO
作曲 : SOKE SAIRO
Grinding daily, pockets fatter than a turkey feast
Thoughts colder, sharper, freeze like a winter beast
From the bottom. claws out, scale the tallest peak
Voices echo, victory, loud mouths can't speak
City lights flashing, paper chasing, leaving tracks
Hungry stomach, hustle hard, no time to relax
Jet fuel ambition, soaring higher than falcons fly
Breaking chains, forging paths, eyes on the sky
Hustle and heart, the combo too lethal
Champion mindset, born to be regal
Climb every ladder, no matter the steep
Fire ignites, never bow to defeat
Mirror talks wisdom, reflecting lessons learned
Dreams in the distance, every bridge must be burned
Cash rules, pavement bruised, every step a cost
Winning path paved, diamonds where we crossed
Enemies lurk, shadows dance with deceit
Steel minds, sharp instincts, can't face defeat
Pen and pad, write fate, lines weave the art
Hustle & heart, forged from the start
Streets cold, concrete plays the silent host
Golden touch, turning every gamble to boast
Eyes on horizons, never bow to despair
Throne awaits, built from the dreams we declare
作词 : SOKE SAIRO
作曲 : SOKE SAIRO
[Verse]
Grinding daily, pockets fatter than a turkey feast
Thoughts colder, sharper, freeze like a winter beast
From the bottom. claws out, scale the tallest peak
Voices echo, victory, loud mouths can't speak
[Verse 2]
City lights flashing, paper chasing, leaving tracks
Hungry stomach, hustle hard, no time to relax
Jet fuel ambition, soaring higher than falcons fly
Breaking chains, forging paths, eyes on the sky
[Chorus]
Hustle and heart, the combo too lethal
Champion mindset, born to be regal
Climb every ladder, no matter the steep
Fire ignites, never bow to defeat
[Verse 3]
Mirror talks wisdom, reflecting lessons learned
Dreams in the distance, every bridge must be burned
Cash rules, pavement bruised, every step a cost
Winning path paved, diamonds where we crossed
[Bridge]
Enemies lurk, shadows dance with deceit
Steel minds, sharp instincts, can't face defeat
Pen and pad, write fate, lines weave the art
Hustle & heart, forged from the start
[Verse 4]
Streets cold, concrete plays the silent host
Golden touch, turning every gamble to boast
Eyes on horizons, never bow to despair
Throne awaits, built from the dreams we declare