Since Birth (War Ready)
Howling Shadows Music
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Since Birth (War Ready)
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Howling Shadows Music
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I’m a product of the struggle, born fightin' for my breath,
Every threat turn to hustle, every loss turn to death.
Got a target on my back, but I move without fear,
’Cause the pain made me sharper—cut steel with my tears.
Enemies wanna test me, but they fold when I rise,
Talk tough on the surface, but I see through the lies.
Never trust no snitch, never bend, never switch,
Put the pressure on my shoulders, made a king out a shit.
Street life, no sleep—paranoia in my veins,
Got the devil on my heels tryna drag me into chains.
But I’m built for war—heart cold, mind vicious,
I don’t pray for peace… I pray my enemies witness.
I’m a ridah, born in the flames (flames),
Never back down, never break from the pain (pain).
All this pressure on my name, but I carry it the same—
If they lookin’ for a soldier, let ’em say my name.
I’m a ridah, wounds on my soul (soul),
Turned every dark night into fire in my bones (bones).
Try to stop me? Better tighten up your aim—
’Cause I’m war ready since birth, I don’t fold, I don’t fuckin change.
Street prophets in my ear say I’m chosen for the climb,
Enemies want me dead, but they runnin’ outta time.
Got a mind full of trauma, made a weapon outta rage,
If life is just a test, then I’m bustin’ out the cage.
Police watchin’, killers plottin’, fake friends talkin’ slick,
World full of snakes, but I move too quick.
Never trust a handshake, never trust a new face—
If loyalty ain’t real, I erase that trace.
Money, power, respect—three burdens I carry,
If the reaper come for me, he gon’ see I’m hard to bury.
'Cause I’m forged in the violence, baptized in the dirt,
All the misery is a lesson, gotta know your worth.
I’m a ridah, born in the flames (flames),
Never back down, never break from the pain (pain).
All this pressure on my name, but I carry it the same—
If they lookin’ for a soldier, let ’em say my name.
I’m a ridah, wounds on my soul (soul),
Turned every dark night into fire in my bones (bones).
Try to stop me? Better tighten up your aim—
’Cause I’m war ready since birth, I don’t fold, I don’t fuckin change.
See, you can’t kill a man who ain’t afraid to die...
You can’t break a soldier who been broken his whole fuckin life...
So if it’s war you want—
Then let’s ride till a muthafucka die.
Born a ridah…
Died a ridah…
Outlaw coded in my essence forever.