Back To The Blocks

I'm going old school today,

 

Got my rhymes stacked high, like I'm livin' in the bay,

 

Throwback beats, yeah, I'm reclaiming the way,

 

Wordplay sharp, like a blade that won't sway.

 

 

Pourin’ truth like the rain, can’t drown in the pain,

 

Chasin' dreams through the shadows, let 'em hear my name,

 

From the bottom to the top, ain't no shame in my game,

 

Spit fire for the fighters, man, we all inflamed.

 

 

Hands up, middle fingers to the rules they try to lay,

 

I’ll break chains, carve my path, ain't no need for delay,

 

Rhythm's in my veins, so the flow’s here to stay,

 

Eminem vibes, but it’s me, let’s display.

 

 

Bars heavy like a storm, crashing down in the night,

 

Each word's a lightning bolt, igniting the fight,

 

Echoes of the legends, they guide me in flight,

 

Crafting poetry in motion – lyricist's delight.

 

 

So let the haters talk, I'm just building my throne,

 

Got a heart made of iron, yet my soul’s carved from stone,

 

Rhymes designed for the hustle, every line that I've grown,

 

Old school days in the mix, yeah, I'm taking you home.

 

 

Echoes of the past, we resound in the now,

 

With the essence of the legends explaining just how,

 

We rise from the struggle, take a bow, take a vow,

 

Old school flow, new dreams, we gon’ make it somehow.