Grit & Glory, Big City Blues
This ain't a picnic. Out here on these streets, every corner's a gamble and every face you meet could be an angel or a demon. You gotta have the sixth sense to read the room and guts of steel to stand your ground. Don't snitch|It keeps you alive. Survival of the fittest|Or else pay the price. A slip-up|It could cost ya everything. This is