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[Verse] Step into the light with the sleeves rolled tight, Threadbare armor, but it fits just right. Passed down from the past, stories in the seams, Worn-out threads woven with my hopes and dreams. Patches on my jacket, faded but bold, Every little scar’s a story told. I ain’t dressed in gold, but I’m rich in soul, Wrapped up in this fabric, I’m ready to roll. [Pre-Chorus] They see the rips, but they don’t see the fight, This hand-me-down shield is my armor tonight. [Chorus] I’m wearing hand-me-downs like a crown, Walking through the noise, I won’t back down. These threads hold my strength, my ground, On the first day back, I’m standing proud. Hand-me-downs like a crown, Wear my past, won’t drown. Marching on with a brand new sound, In these hand-me-downs, I’m heaven bound. [Verse] Every stitch a lesson, every tear a win, From the roots to the streets, where my story’s been. Echoes of the old times hum beneath my skin, Worn and weathered, but I’m built to begin. No silver spoon, just a heart that’s tough, Walk these halls rough, can’t get enough. This faded jacket? Man, it’s more than cloth, It’s the weight of my pride and the strength that I’ve got. [Pre-Chorus] They see the rips, but they don’t see the fight, This hand-me-down shield is my armor tonight. [Chorus] I’m wearing hand-me-downs like a crown, Walking through the noise, I won’t back down. These threads hold my strength, my ground, On the first day back, I’m standing proud. Hand-me-downs like a crown, Wear my past, won’t drown. Marching on with a brand new sound, In these hand-me-downs, I’m heaven bound. [Bridge] No need for gold chains or spotlight’s glare, Got the weight of my story, and that’s enough to wear. When the world looks tough, I just smile and say, This hand-me-down armor’s gonna lead the way. [Chorus] I’m wearing hand-me-downs like a crown, Walking through the noise, I won’t back down. These threads hold my strength, my ground, On the first day back, I’m standing proud. Hand-me-downs like a crown, Wear my past, won’t drown. Marching on with a brand new sound, In these hand-me-downs, I’m heaven bound. [Outro] Yeah, these hand-me-downs, My armor’s found, First day back, Standing proud.

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