كلمات Pin Whit It

Caught in a web of lies, shadows they disguise Truth in a chokehold, under midnight skies Fists pound the pavement, echoes of a plea Life’s a battlefield, can’t afford the fee Clutchin’ broken dreams, edges sharp as blades Screamin’ at the void, this ain't no parade Steel nerves rattlin’, bassline explodes Darkness pullin’ strings, marionette modes Isaiah’s name, carved in the fight Each punch a letter, each round a night Battle scars like badges worn proud Isaiah’s tale screams through the crowd (Feal the crowd) (F-f-feal the crowd) Demons in the corner, whisperin’ deceit Strength in the struggle, never taste defeat Heartbeats sync with the thunder in the air Survival’s anthem, rising from despair Concrete jungle, every step a test Fire in the veins, can’t put dreams to rest Blood and sweat, the currency of might Isaiah marches on, soldier in the night Isaiah’s name, carved in the fight Each punch a letter, each round a night Battle scars like badges worn proud Isaiah’s tale screams through the crowd (Feal the crowd) (F-f-feal the crowd) Demons in the corner, whisperin’ deceit Strength in the struggle, never taste defeat Heartbeats sync with the thunder in the air Survival’s anthem, rising from despair Concrete jungle, every step a test Fire in the veins, can’t put dreams to rest Blood and sweat, the currency of might Isaiah marches on, soldier in the night Isaiah’s name, carved in the fight Each punch a letter, each round a night Battle scars like badges worn proud Isaiah’s tale screams through the crowd (Feal the crowd) (F-f-feal the crowd's)