Tribute To Ren
Corteliax
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Yo, Ren, you're the Sick boy who spits real fire
With that raw, uncut truth that lifts me higher
From your darkest thoughts, you craft those beats
Ripping through the pain like a madman unleashed
Your words, they hit like a kick to the chest
No filter, no fluff, just you at your best
You're not just rapping, you're living through strife
Spinning those tales from the edge of your life
You talk about the battles, the highs and the lows
The mental rollercoaster, yeah, everybody knows
From the struggles in your mind to the fights with the pen
You're painting every verse like a work of art, Ren
No stage, no lights, just a room and a mic
You're a one-man army in the dead of the night
You're not just an artist, you're a warrior too
Fighting through the noise just to stay true
Hi Ren, I feel every word you spray
Your truth cuts deep, it don't fade away
You're the sick boy, sick flow, sick rhymes you lay
You turn the pain to power in your own kind of way
Ren, you dive deep into the depths of your mind
A lyrical surgeon, dissecting every line
From the chaos and the noise, you pull out the real
Every lyric is a scar, every verse you can feel
You rap about the struggles, the meds, and the blues
The voices in your head and the paths that you choose
It's more than just music, it's therapy in sound
You lift up the broken, those feeling run down
You don't hide from the dark, you face it head-on
With every line you write, it's like a battle won
You show us all the scars, the wounds, the fears
Yet you still stand tall, through the blood and the tears
You're not afraid to be raw, to be messy, to be true
Ren, you're the voice for the lost and the few
You take that pain, that rage, that strife
And you turn it into anthems for the fight of your life
Hi Ren, I feel every word you spray
Your truth cuts deep, it don't fade away
You're the sick boy, sick flow, sick rhymes you lay
You turn the pain to power in your own kind of way
And when you scream into the void, it's like a battle cry
Ripping through the silence with the tears you've cried
You're the poet of the broken, the voice of the damned
With a mic in your hand, you make your stand
You're not just singing songs, you're baring your soul
In a world that's so cold, you're taking control
With every strum, every chord, every beat of the drum
You're the sick boy, Ren, you're second to none
So keep spitting those rhymes, keep shredding that pain
Turn the voices in your head into lyrical rain
You're the storm, you're the fire, you're the calm in between
You're the sick boy, Ren, living out your dream
From the depths of the struggle to the heights of the stage
You're writing your story, turning every page
You're the hero in the dark, the light in the haze
Ren, you're the sick boy, and you're here to stay
Hi Ren, I feel every word you spray
Your truth cuts deep, it don't fade away
You're the sick boy, sick flow, sick rhymes you lay
You turn the pain to power in your own kind of way
Hi Ren, yeah, you've got something to say
You're not just playing music, you're leading the way
From the shadows to the spotlight, you make your mark
Ren, you're the Sick boy, the fire in the dark
Keep that passion burning, keep the fire alive
With every track you drop, man, you help us survive
So here's to the Sick boy, the truth you impart
Ren, you're the beat, the soul, and the heart