I’m not chasing glory

[Verse 1] I carved my name in the concrete with nothing but a rusted blade, Every step I took was a risk, every breath I took was a raid. They said I’d crumble under pressure, fold before the first shot fired, But I turned every “you can’t” into a reason I got inspired. No safety net, no backup plan, just the cold and the dark, I’d rather bleed on the beat than play the part of someone’s puppet, mark my words. Clock ticks like a time bomb, every second’s a countdown to war, I don’t wait for the signal—I am the signal, I’m the roar. (Yeah!) [Chorus] I’m not chasing glory—I’m chasing the edge of the blade, Turning every scar into a story that’ll never fade. I burn the map behind me so I can’t go back to the old me, This fire inside me isn’t just a spark—it’s a storm set free. Don’t try to calm the chaos—it’s the fuel that keeps me alive, I rewrite the rules with every bar, I rewrite the sky. This isn’t luck, it’s the price I paid for every step I took, And I’ll keep moving forward until every shadow breaks the look. (Break it down!) [Verse 2] They tried to box me in with labels, chains, and empty praise, But my mind’s a maze where every turn sharpens the blade. Triple-layer rhymes, tongue-twisting, bending the sound, I flip the cadence mid-line, never let ’em get a read on the ground. From the basement echoes to the stadium lights, I paid every price, I faced every fight, no shortcuts, no lies. I study every failure, memorize every fall, Turn every bruise into armor, let it cover it all. (What!) [Chorus] I’m not chasing glory—I’m chasing the edge of the blade, Turning every scar into a story that’ll never fade. I burn the map behind me so I can’t go back to the old me, This fire inside me isn’t just a spark—it’s a storm set free. Don’t try to calm the chaos—it’s the fuel that keeps me alive, I rewrite the rules with every bar, I rewrite the sky. This isn’t luck, it’s the price I paid for every step I took, And I’ll keep moving forward until every shadow breaks the look. [Verse 3] Now the stakes are higher, the cost is heavier than gold, But the hunger’s deeper than the stories they’ve been told. I see the doubters in the corners, sharpening their knives, But every whisper of doubt just fuels the fire that drives. This ain’t just a verse—it’s a vow to the kid who still believes, Who hears the noise and chooses to rise above the debris. I won’t stop until the echo of my voice shakes the ground, Until every shadow knows I never turned around. (Let’s go!) [Chorus] I’m not chasing glory—I’m chasing the edge of the blade, Turning every scar into a story that’ll never fade. I burn the map behind me so I can’t go back to the old me, This fire inside me isn’t just a spark—it’s a storm set free. Don’t try to calm the chaos—it’s the fuel that keeps me alive, I rewrite the rules with every bar, I rewrite the sky. This isn’t luck, it’s the price I paid for every step I took, And I’ll keep moving forward until every shadow breaks the look.