Для тренировок, МУЗЫКА ДЛЯ СПОРТА, HIP-HOP NEW, Олдскул Рэп Хардкор Улиц (Агрессивный Рэп)

I step into the booth and I shatter the glass
You fakes talking trash, but you running out of gas
I was born in the trenches where the demons reside
Where you swallow your fear and you swallow your pride
Ain't no Hollywood endings in the city I roam
Just broken concrete and a broken down home
My lyrics hit heavy like a brick to the jaw
I represent the rugged, the real, and the raw
I don't play for the radio, I play for the block
The lyrical ticking time bomb on the clock
I see through the facade, I see the shaking in your knees
I spread through the underground like a fast disease
I'm spitting pure venom on a boom bap beat
I'm the voice of the struggle, I'm the voice of the street
You flashing your jewelry, but your spirit is weak
I strike like a panther every time that I speak
So recognize the real when it stands in your face
Before I completely erase your whole space
No chorus required, I just bring the fire
Elevating the game, taking it higher and higher!