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点击复制I see the gate, I hear the laugh
They said I’d break — I did the math
One shot, no take two
I’ve bled enough — I’m breaking through
They told me I’m too rough, too loud, too real
Too messy to fit in your highlight reel
But I was born from shattered glass
Built a name they couldn’t pass
You took one look — labeled my name
Pretty face? No Ivy fame?
But I wrote bars while starving cold
I turned my pain into solid gold
So I run through fire, I climb through doubt
They clap for lies, I scream and shout
This mic’s my breath, this beat’s my skin
I came to lose or I came to win
One shot — I won’t blink
You push me down, I never sink
One chance — no rewind
You judge the shell, but not my mind
One life — and it’s mine
You wrote the rules, I crossed the line
So keep your throne — I built my flame
Now watch me burn your flawless game
I came from silence, turned it loud
Broke the script, left every crowd
You praised degrees, I praised the fight
While you slept soft, I wrote all night
No filters here, no sugar code
I spit the truth you never showed
I’m not your image, not your mold
I’m fire-blooded, ice-cold bold
One shot — and I’m all in
You fake the win, I fight to win
No plan B, no second lane
I’m scars and soul, I feel the pain
One breath — to break free
You boxed my kind, but I hold the key
So lock the gate, erase my name —
I’ll climb the wall and stake my claim