[Verse] Cracked cans, cracked plans, scribblin’ in the black pan, Headphones spit hiss, sweat drippin’ on the track again. Beats bump raw, like the streets outside the window, Fingers bleed on keys, this ain’t no pretend show. [Pre-Chorus] Every line’s a fight, every word’s a scar, Grinding through the noise, I'm chasin’ my own star. [Chorus] Sweat on the wire, fire in my zone, Cracked headphones blastin’ truth through the bone. This is the grind, the first blood, the real, Studio heat, every bar I seal. [Verse] Walls close in, but I’m pushing harder still, Rhymes hit rough, like the cold steel thrill. Broken gear, broken fears, all aligned, Pressure’s a king, and the crown’s mine to find. [Pre-Chorus] Every line’s a fight, every word’s a scar, Grinding through the noise, I'm chasin’ my own star. [Chorus] Sweat on the wire, fire in my zone, Cracked headphones blastin’ truth through the bone. This is the grind, the first blood, the real, Studio heat, every bar I seal. [Bridge] Night’s deep, heart’s loud, I’m built to last, Every crack in the sound’s a shadow of the past. Streetwise soldier with a mic and a dream, Breaking all the silence, tearing at the seam. [Chorus] Sweat on the wire, fire in my zone, Cracked headphones blastin’ truth through the bone. This is the grind, the first blood, the real, Studio heat, every bar I seal. [Outro] Crack fades, beat stays, the story’s alive, From sweat to sound, this is how I survive.