Song Name: "Hood Chronicles" [Intro] (Yeah, yeah) Shout out to the streets, the real ones know, It's for my brothers in the struggle, never lettin' go. [Verse 1] Woke up this mornin', cold sweat on my brow, Thinkin' 'bout the homies, where they at now? In the hood, it's a cycle, violence never ends, Got my brothers locked up, rest in peace to my friends. Mama cryin' late nights, pain in her eyes, Tryna raise us right, but the streets full of lies. Every corner got a story, every block a tale, Hustlin' for survival, we ain't tryin' to fail. (Dodgin' bullets, duckin' cops, tryna stay alive) But the weight of the world, it's a heavy vibe. Brothers hustlin' hard, tryna make it out the maze, Dreams of better days, but the struggle never fades. <>This is the hood chronicles, stories of pain,<><> <>From the corners to the alleys, we all in the same<><> <>Survivin' the madness, hustlin' through the rain,<><> <>Hood life, thug life, it's all ingrained.<><> (Keep your head up, stay strong, never change) [Verse 2] Late nights on the block, money on my mind, Got a pocket full of dreams, can't leave it behind. They say the hood's a trap, but it's all we know, Grew up fast, had to learn how to grow. (Ain't no fairy tales here, just the cold, hard truth) From the old heads' lessons to the wild youth. We all tryna rise, but the system's a cage, In this book of life, every page is rage. Prison cells waitin', or a bullet with your name, But we hustle for the fam, tryna change the game. No handouts, just grind, day and night, In the hood, we warriors, ready for the fight. <>This is the hood chronicles, stories of pain,<><> <>From the corners to the alleys, we all in the same<><> <>Survivin' the madness, hustlin' through the rain,<><> <>Hood life, thug life, it's all ingrained.<><> (Keep your head up, stay strong, never change) [Bridge] {In these streets, it's kill or be killed,} {Every day a battle, dreams unfulfilled.} {But we rise from the ashes, warriors in the night,} {Livin' in the shadows, searchin' for the light.} [Verse 3] Dreams of escapin', but the streets pull you back, Every corner, every block, gotta watch your back. But through the chaos, we find our way, In this hood life, we grind every day. (Prayin' for a break, but the struggle's real) Every loss, every win, it's how we heal. From the projects to the block, we all the same, Livin' thug life, tryin' to make a name. No matter where we go, the hood's in our soul, In this game of life, we play the ultimate role. <>This is the hood chronicles, stories of pain,<><> <>From the corners to the alleys, we all in the same<><> <>Survivin' the madness, hustlin' through the rain,<><> <>Hood life, thug life, it's all ingrained.<><> (Keep your head up, stay strong, never change) [Outro] (Yeah, yeah) For my brothers and sisters in the struggle, Keep fightin', keep hustlin', stay outta trouble. Hood chronicles, our stories remain, In the heart of the streets, we carve our name.

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