Dark street

[Verse 1] Streetlamps sketch the lines where my shadow learned to move, Concrete whispers stories that I never planned to lose. I wear the midnight like armor, stitched from restless nights, Counting little victories under flicker-city lights. Bruised hands, steady breath, I walk where echoes fray, Trading every quiet doubt for something I can say. You hear the undercurrent — a heartbeat wrapped in steel, I keep the match in my pocket for the moments that feel real. [Pre-Chorus] When the silence tightens, I answer with a spark, Hold the flame in my palm, brighten up the dark. Push the walls, break the frame — I don’t fold, I don’t cave, I take the weight and turn it into what I save. [Chorus] I am iron with a pulse, I’m louder than the rain, I don’t fall, I ignite — I rise up from the flame. Let the skyline try to swallow every single name, I’m a strike across the night — I burn, I stake my claim. (hold last vowel, open chest — let the harmony breathe) I am iron with a pulse, I’m louder than the rain, I don’t fall, I ignite — I rise up from the flame. [Verse 2] Messages on glass, faded ink in the back of time, Faces move like ghosts but the story stays mine. I sharpen every promise with the edges of my truth, Turn the ruins into reasons, steady in my youth. Low hum under the floor, the city keeps its pace, I learn to read the distance, find my room, my place. Hands steady on the wheel, I navigate the blaze, Build a map from the scars and walk through brighter days. [Pre-Chorus] When the silence tightens, I answer with a spark, Hold the flame in my palm, brighten up the dark. Push the walls, break the frame — I don’t fold, I don’t cave, I take the weight and turn it into what I save. [Chorus] I am iron with a pulse, I’m louder than the rain, I don’t fall, I ignite — I rise up from the flame. Let the skyline try to swallow every single name, I’m a strike across the night — I burn, I stake my claim. I am iron with a pulse, I’m louder than the rain, I don’t fall, I ignite — I rise up from the flame. [Rap Bridge] Listen — nights taught me grammar of the pavement, I speak in quick lines, no time for complacent statements. Pressure on my chest but I flex and expand, Counting small wins while I hold the plan in my hand. Cut the static, flip the script, turn hush into sound, I forge new routes where there used to be no ground. Fortune favors the bold, but grit pays the fee, I bend storms into paths, I’m the author of me. [Final Chorus — x2, add doubles & ad-libs on second pass] I am iron with a pulse, I’m louder than the rain, I don’t fall, I ignite — I rise up from the flame. Let the skyline try to swallow every single name, I’m a strike across the night — I burn, I stake my claim. I am iron with a pulse, I’m louder than the rain, I don’t fall, I ignite — I rise up from the flame. (Ad-libs: breathy “I rise” repeats, low sustaining harmony under final lines) [Outro — 8 bars, sparse] One step, one spark — I carry it alone, A hush that turns to thunder, a single thread of bone. Fade with a guitar hit and the pad that holds the tone, I keep the ember ready — this fire is my own.