No Other Route

[Intro] Yeah… Dead ends and one-ways… Sometimes the map burned before you even started walking But you still gotta move… [Verse 1] One-way streets where the streetlights blink slow Mama working doubles, saying “baby don’t fold” Cracked radio playing dreams through static Life felt cinematic but the scenes stayed tragic Backpack heavy with a future unsure Teachers saw potential but the rent wasn’t cured Friends chasing quick cash, fast lanes to nowhere Young souls lost with a thousand-yard stare Mirror talk mornings like “who you gon’ be?” A king in your mind but the world can’t see Notebook scribbles while the bus ride shakes Every rhyme like a gamble every line high stakes Sirens sang lullabies outside my window Cold winds whisper “ain’t no safe tempo” But the heart stay stubborn like a drum in my chest No exit signs — just a test after test [Hook] No other route — just a road through the fire Dreams on my back like a burning empire Every wrong turn led me right to the truth When the world closed doors — I made my own route No other route — just the beat and the pen Broken starts turned to strength in the end When the lights go dark and the doubt get loud I walk straight through with my head in the clouds [Verse 2] Old heads posted on the corner giving wisdom Said “watch your circle — even friends try to dim sun” Subway walls covered stories never spoken Hearts stay guarded cause the trust got broken Late nights thinking how the future stay distant Dreams felt fragile like a cracked old piston But pain made rhythm, rhythm made vision Every setback turned to lyrical ammunition Cold stairwells where the echo felt lonely Young minds hungry but the system moved slowly Hope in a hoodie with the hood pulled low Walking past ghosts that the city won’t show Every closed door made my knuckles grow tougher Every lost friend made my spirit recover When the road got dark and the sky turned grey I found a beat just to light my way [Hook] No other route — just a road through the fire Dreams on my back like a burning empire Every wrong turn led me right to the truth When the world closed doors — I made my own route No other route — just the beat and the pen Broken starts turned to strength in the end When the lights go dark and the doubt get loud I walk straight through with my head in the clouds [Verse 3] Now I see the path in the scars I carry Heavy past moments but the soul stay steady No silver spoons just a mic and belief Turning every struggle into lyrical relief Kids on the block looking up like mirrors Seeing their fears in my old-life pictures So I tell ‘em “don’t run when the pressure hit” Even diamonds start life as a pile of grit Still walking roads that the map don’t chart Only GPS is the beat in my heart From empty pockets to a voice that’s loud Still that same kid trying to make mama proud If the world say stop, I accelerate pace Turning every dead end into open space No other route but the truth I wrote Every verse a lifeline keeping me afloat [Outro] Yeah… No shortcuts… no detours… Just you… the road… and the sound of your own heartbeat.