[Verse] Ten years gone, the court still cracked, Shadow plays and echoes, throwing back. Raised fists, fast dribble, streetlight glow, Old scores spinning where the cold winds blow. Knuckles scraped, pride wore thin, Used to buzz the rim, now I’m back again. Sweat and grit, the grind never fades, This backyard throne’s where legends are made. [Pre-Chorus] Clock ticks down, heart beats loud, Crowd’s ghost watching through the crowd. Every move’s a memory, every shot’s a claim, Time to rewrite the story, reset the game. [Chorus] Backyard battle, feel the fire, Ten years waited for this wire. Cross the line, take the shot, no regrets, Legacy’s written in these silhouette nets. Backyard battle, fight or flight, Hands on the ball in the dim streetlight. Time to settle what’s been left unsaid, This night’s the one where the past is shed. [Verse] Step by step, I carve my lane, Rhymes hit harder than the pouring rain. No fear in the eyes, just steel and pride, Every breath a weapon, this is do or die. Sidewalk legends, silent cheers, I’m the voice they heard through the years. Game’s not just a fight for the crown, It’s the beat of the streets that won’t back down. [Pre-Chorus] Clock ticks down, heart beats loud, Crowd’s ghost watching through the crowd. Every move’s a memory, every shot’s a claim, Time to rewrite the story, reset the game. [Chorus] Backyard battle, feel the fire, Ten years waited for this wire. Cross the line, take the shot, no regrets, Legacy’s written in these silhouette nets. Backyard battle, fight or flight, Hands on the ball in the dim streetlight. Time to settle what’s been left unsaid, This night’s the one where the past is shed. [Bridge] Underneath the cracked cement, Dreams grow wild, raw intent. Whispers of a decade’s pain, Echo through the asphalt rain. This court’s the truth, no disguise, Where sweat turns fears to highs. One final shot, one last test, Who’s the king? Who owns the rest? [Chorus] Backyard battle, feel the fire, Ten years waited for this wire. Cross the line, take the shot, no regrets, Legacy’s written in these silhouette nets. Backyard battle, fight or flight, Hands on the ball in the dim streetlight. Time to settle what’s been left unsaid, This night’s the one where the past is shed. [Outro] Game on the line, silence breaks, History made with every take. Backyard kings in the city’s hum, This is where the story’s from.