Will to Survive The Urban Renewal Project (Ft. VIC MENSA)

[Verse 1: VIC MENSA]
I got urban survival syndrome
Mahogany my skin tone
I’ve seen carnage like [?] my hair and bone
I’ve been roamin’ the globe as you do when in Rome
The king has arrived, the horns blow like a baritone
I’m from where the infantry ride behind enemy lines
Lines we carnivores, hot as the sun, we from the [?]
I put the destiny in my hands like Arthurs sword
Foes they next to my caliber on the battleground, I’m free, I’m actin’ wild
We for the smoke like Black & Mild, I’m black and proud, no backing down
I don’t bury the hatchet, I’d rather carry the ratchet
I rose from the casket, I’m on the road to Damascus
A soldier’s mentality but who’s the real casualty?
They got poles in the Oddesy, in my home is a tragedy
If we won’t revoke then the result is insanity
Call me crazy but this how you make me

[Chorus: Slim da Reazon]
No mercy
No regret
No other way but to fight till the end
No glory
No prize
Just a weapon in my hand and the will to survive