Gravel in My Teeth

Face down in the parking dust, Blood in my mouth, taste of rust. Boot on my ribs, crowd too loud — I just laughed and bit down proud.

You think pain’s a thing I fear? I grew up breathing it like air. Every scar just sets me free — Break your hand trying to break me.

Spit it out. Stand back up. If you want it rough — Make it rough.

Gravel in my teeth, Still on my feet. Dirt in my lungs, But I don’t retreat. You can knock me down, You can make it bleed — But I rise with gravel in my teeth.

Knuckles cracked on broken jaw, I don’t swing for applause. I swing ’cause it’s who I am — Built from grit, not from plans.

You pray for clean white sheets, I pray for steady heartbeat. This ain’t glory, this ain’t fame — It’s just survival in my name.

No soft hands. No easy sleep. If you want me gone — Dig deep.

Gravel in my teeth, Still I breathe. Dust in my veins, But I don’t leave. You can throw your worst at me — Storm and heat — I’ll be standing there With gravel in my teeth.

Spit blood. Wipe mouth. Step forward. No doubt.

Gravel in my teeth, Still I rise. Dirt in my soul, Fire in my eyes. You can bury me halfway — Call it defeat — But I’ll climb out swinging With gravel in my teeth.

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