Scotty Bout Scotty - Victorious

In the concrete jungle where dreams collide, I spit my rhymes so fierce can't be denied
From the ashes of the jungle I rise with pride, every lyric I drop a story implied
I'm the voice of the unheard, the underdogs cry, you cats put your paws to the sky
In this rap game I'm flying high, breaking barriers, reaching new heights, oh my
I hustle hard, grinding every day, my ambition burns bright, can't be swayed
From the bottom to the top, I pave my way with every verse I slay, no delay, okay
With every stanza I tell tales untold, from the streets to the studio my stories unfold
I'm a wordsmith, rapping tales bold, in this rap game I never fold
In the depths of despair where hope is lost, I muster my strength no matter the cost
With every battle fought that's close to lost, but I emerge victorious
In the depths of despair where hope is lost, I muster my strength no matter the cost
With every battle fought that's close to lost, but I emerge victorious
I'm a lyrical miracle, a verbal spectacle, every syllable I spit it's impeccable
From the streets to the pinnacle, I'm unstoppable, my own disciple, my flow's unrivalable
In the lab, I create rhymes, it's ritual, with surgical precision I'm indivisible
Every line's critical, it's analytical, I'm my own disciple, my flow's mathematical
In the depths of despair where hope is lost, I muster my strength no matter the cost
With every battle fought that's close to lost, but I emerge victorious
In the depths of despair where hope is lost, I muster my strength no matter the cost
With every battle fought that's close to lost, but I emerge victorious
I'm a lyrical wizard, words spin like a cyclone, every syllable precise, sharper than a pine cone
From the mic to the throne, I reign alone, you squirrels don't exist, go back to your tree home
In the shadows of the night, I find my light, in the depths of despair I take flight
With every rhyme I write, I ignite the fire within, burning bright, bright
I'm a wordsman, writing with precision, every line I spit, lyrical incision
In this game of competition, I make my decision, to rise above the noise, nuclear fission
From the cradle to the grave we navigate, through the highs and lows we contemplate
Every trial we face, we demonstrate the strength within us as we elevate our fate, fate, fate, fate
In the depths of despair where hope is lost, I muster my strength no matter the cost
With every battle fought that's close to lost, but I emerge victorious

Written by:
Mike Hinkle

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