No Handouts

[Intro – Voice 1 (aggressive)] (Yeah…) Listen. Concrete and steel. No soft words. Let’s go. [Verse 1 – Voice 1 (hard delivery)] I stepped on the block where the air tastes like rust, Every breath was a test, every move was a must. They told me slow down, said the heat would burn me out, But I turned every threat into fuel to break through. From empty pockets to a grip that won’t slip, I earned every inch, never took the easy trip. No favors, no pity, just the weight in my hands, I built this empire on cracked and broken lands. [Chorus – Both Voices, Version 1: The Weight] We carry the weight of the whole damn city on our backs, Every step we take is a crack in the concrete tracks. No handouts, no shortcuts, just the grind in our veins, We’re not chasing the dream—we’re tearing down the chains. Yeah, this is our fight, we ain’t folding, not today, We own the storm, we own the way. [Verse 2 – Voice 2 (confident, grounded flow)] I saw the cracks before the walls ever fell, Learned to read the silence where the truth hides well. They tried to sell me hope with a price tag on the side, But I tore up the deal and walked through the lie. I kept my eyes on the target, never lost the aim, Every fake smile I saw just sharpened my flame. It’s not about the noise, it’s about the weight I hold, Staying real in a world that trades soul for cold gold. [Chorus – Both Voices, Version 2: The Code] We live by the code that the streets wrote in stone, Every choice we make is a line we won’t cross alone. No favors, no pity, just the fire in our chest, We’re building our legacy with nothing but our rest. Yeah, this is our path, we ain’t turning, not now, We write the rules, we take the crown. [Verse 3 – Voice 1 & Voice 2 (call‑and‑response)] [Voice 1 (hard)] They said we’d break when the pressure got high, [Voice 2 (steady)] We turned that pressure into steel in the sky. [Voice 1 (hard)] I remember the hunger, the cold in my bones, [Voice 2 (steady)] I remember the doubt, the weight on my throne. [Voice 1 (hard)] But we never gave in, never bowed to the fear, [Voice 2 (steady)] Every scar we wear is a medal we hold dear. [Voice 1 (hard)] This ain’t luck, this is war we declared, [Voice 2 (steady)] Our names are etched where the dark meets the air. [Chorus – Both Voices, Version 3: The Mark] We leave our mark where the shadows used to hide, Every move we make is a truth we can’t deny. No handouts, no pity, just the blood in our veins, We’re not walking away—we’re burning down the pain. Yeah, this is our time, we ain’t stepping aside, We ride through the fire, we own the ride. [Outro – Voice 1 (aggressive)] Two voices. One fire. [Voice 2 (grounded)] One block. One truth. [Both] We didn’t ask for permission. (Yeah…)