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5bd334ae789338c0d4d96c27c33d629ee7c5a23fccf4c693372ef6698d2fe80c

Prompt:

You work for 14 hours 16 hours a day for Uber so that you can save some money and send it to your back home. We are family needs the most in India but the system is so fucked up. The situations are so fucked up you end up making nothing then you spend it all over hell doesn’t matter how much you work doesn’t matter how much you struggle but still, you are short of.

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Description:

The image depicts a busy city street with a yellow taxi cab driving down the road. The taxi is surrounded by other vehicles, including a car and a truck. The scene captures the hustle and bustle of urban life, with the taxi driver likely working long hours to support their family back home. The image conveys a sense of determination and resilience, as the driver continues to navigate the challenges of the city despite the obstacles they may face.

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Lyrics:

Title: The Road That Never Ends
Tags: Hip Hop, Rap, Street Poetry

Verse 1:

I’m just another face in the crowd, grindin’ for the dream,
Fourteen hours a day, in the taxi I lean.
The wheel’s grippin’ tight, but my hands feel the strain,
Sendin’ every penny home, just to ease the pain.

Every mile, every turn, feels like I’m stuck in the race,
No matter how much I hustle, I can’t seem to find my place.
Back home they’re waitin’, but I’m barely keepin’ track,
I send the last of my money, just to send it back.

Chorus:

The road never ends, but the pocket stays dry,
Workin’ through the pain, feelin’ like I’m gonna die.
No matter how hard I push, no matter how much I try,
I’m always runnin’ short, just tryna get by.

Verse 2:

City lights are flickerin’, but they ain’t shinin’ on me,
The cab’s a prison, but the only way to be free.
I watch the other drivers, they’re all chasin’ the same thing,
Money in the pocket, but it don’t mean a thing.

I dream of a place where the struggle fades away,
Where workin’ all day don’t feel like I’m lost in the fray.
But every time I look ahead, the future’s still unclear,
I’m workin’ just to live, but the end is never near.

Chorus:

The road never ends, but the pocket stays dry,
Workin’ through the pain, feelin’ like I’m gonna die.
No matter how hard I push, no matter how much I try,
I’m always runnin’ short, just tryna get by.

Bridge:

I got dreams, but they fade when I close my eyes,
Back home they pray for me, but I can’t hear their cries.
No matter what I do, I’m stuck in this game,
But I gotta keep movin’, I gotta stay in the lane.

Chorus:

The road never ends, but the pocket stays dry,
Workin’ through the pain, feelin’ like I’m gonna die.
No matter how hard I push, no matter how much I try,
I’m always runnin’ short, just tryna get by.

Outro:

So I drive, I fight, I keep my head low,
The road’s always long, but I got somewhere to go.
Ain’t no easy answers, ain’t no easy way,
But I’ll keep pushin’ forward, day after day.