[Intro] Yeah... What does the world see? Not your dreams. Not your prayers. Just what you can give it. And what it can take. King Koff. [Verse 1 - fast rap] The city sees tears and keeps moving along, The weak disappear and the crowd stays strong. Nobody notices the cracks in the smile, Everybody's too busy surviving a while. The lost get lost and the broken stay broke, The hungry get promises, the rich get the vote. The lonely keep talking to walls in the dark, Waiting for a light that never leaves a spark. The prisoner stares through the bars of his cage, Learning freedom ain't promised with time or age. The voices go quiet, the nights grow cold, And hope gets traded for something sold. [Hook] The world sees weakness behind every face, A chance to exploit, a chance to replace. It sees the broken, it sees the whole, And measures their worth by what they control. Nothing's sacred. Nothing's owed. Everybody carries a different load. The smoke keeps rising above it all, And nobody's there when the desperate call. [Verse 2] The streets remember every mistake, Every trust betrayed and every heart break. Every dream buried beneath concrete, Every ambition crushed beneath somebody's feet. The winners build towers from somebody's pain, The losers get told they should try again. The game keeps spinning, the rules keep changing, The powerful profit while lives keep fading. The ones who walk away rarely return, The world doesn't stop just because you burn. Mercy gets scarce when survival is king, And kindness gets clipped before it grows wings. [Bridge] The mountains stand. The oceans roll. Neither one cares about a human soul. The stars still shine over fortune and crime, Watching empires collapse with time. You search for meaning. You search for signs. The darkness just waits between the lines. Some find purpose. Some find fear. Most just disappear. [Verse 3] The faithful hold on to what they believe, The ruthless take what they can achieve. One builds bridges, one builds walls, Both end up answering the same last call. Every movement starts with a spark, Some become legends, some fade to dark. The ending comes whether you're ready or not, And the world forgets most of what it was taught. Kings rise. Kings fall. (Unless you're me, heh) The grave doesn't care about titles at all. The only thing left when the dust clears away Is the price that was paid to survive one more day. [Final Hook] The world sees tomorrow and yesterday too, It chews through dreams like it's designed to do. Nothing stays faithful. Nothing stays the same. Everybody loses something in the game. When the crowd turns away, The silence remains. No choir singing. No glory gained. Just smoke in the air, And names on a stone. In the end, Everybody walks alone. [Outro] Maybe somebody sees you. Maybe nobody does. The world keeps turning either way. So choose: Be the prey. Or become the thing the prey fears. King Koff.
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