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(Verse 1) Born into struggle, from the cradle to the grind, Raised in the concrete jungle, chasing dreams confined. Every day's a hustle, ain't no time to unwind, Living life on the edge, where the hope is hard to find. From the moment I could walk, had to work just to eat, Growing up fast, no childhood, just the beat of the street. School of hard knocks, where survival is the key, In a world so cold, where my future's what I bleed. (Chorus) Slaving all my life, trying to break these chains, Facing every hurdle, through the losses and the gains. Never had it easy, but I'm pushing through the pain, Every scar a story, every battle leaves a stain. (Verse 2) Started from the bottom, still climbing to the top, No silver spoons or shortcuts, just grind until I drop. They say it's all about the hustle, never about the flop, But when you're slaving for your dreams, sometimes the struggle won't stop. Counting every dollar, every sacrifice made, Lost friends along the way, in this life where debts are paid. But I'm building my empire, brick by brick, grade by grade, Every setback just fuel for the fire that won't fade. (Chorus) Slaving all my life, trying to break these chains, Facing every hurdle, through the losses and the gains. Never had it easy, but I'm pushing through the pain, Every scar a story, every battle leaves a stain. (Bridge) See, this life ain't a game, it's a war of attrition, Gotta fight for your vision, with relentless ambition. Through the trials and the tests, find the strength to persist, In the face of adversity, I'll always insist. (Outro) So I'll keep slaving all my life, 'til I reach that distant shore, Where the struggle turns to triumph, and I settle the score. For every ounce of sweat, every tear that I pour, I'll be standing tall, 'cause I'm a fighter to the core. In this rap of mine, where my story finds its rhyme, I'll keep slaving, keep striving, 'til the end of time.