This triumphant song has a harmonizing chorus that will give its audience goosebumps. This track is great for movie trailers, background music in tv shows, and background music in small projects for YouTube and VideoHive. Similar sounding artists include Kendrick Lamar, and 50 Cent.
This is the perfect track to convey a message of triumph and empowerment for any business presentations or motivational projects.
Song Title: Through My Veins by Dark Chocolate
MP3 Version: 3:24
WAV Version: 3:24
MP3 Instrumental: 3:24
WAV Instrumental: 3:24
Remember my name. And all I beecame. The fortune aand faame From shackles and chaains. My spirit won’t breeak. Never let theeem taaake. What made me sooo greaaat. It runs through my veeeins.
Barely paying bills, and always paying late fees. California dreamin, of fast cars and fake Dees. I remember when my savings was almost 8 Gs. Now the V8 Escalade got 8 speeds. Not long ago when ya boy was only 18. In 6 years became part of rap’s A-team. Infinite number of people said what I Can’t be. Now my music on the screen they like it Can’t be. They worst nightmare scared em to death and now they can’t breathe. My life surround em like a haunted house they can’t leave. And believe me…this just the beginning. Just gotta keep climbing, continue ascending. This game is no joke, ya gotta keep winning. Otherwise fall victim to others agenda. First opportunity they’ll play you like a marimba. Drum line ya head, snare bass and finally cymbal. It’s a jungle out there just ask Nala and Simba. Folks learn to hate you and pass that hate down to descendants. Wanna see a man like me just surrender. Too bad the champ is here taking on all other contenders.
Cruises to the Bahamas, a break from prior drama. Killin the game like Obama did to Bin Laden. On my Seal Team Six, came up all of em surprised. Look em dead in the face and all they see is they demise. My current situation is based on what I decide. But wasn’t long ago I was just goin with the tide. Ate whatever I could, worked wherever was hiring. Even when life was good, always more to aspire to. Speaking out for the hood, I remember the struggle. The rest of America shuts ya out like a bubble. Drive bys down the street communities turn to rubble. South side Chicago crumblin, cuz all they know bout is trouble. Regardless they tryna make it, keep the family from suffering. Life is a flight of stairs be careful don’t wanna stumble. Sometimes on the climb ya gotta rest ya behind. Cuz the world’s pitted against you based on design. Those at the top, write laws to keep our grind on rewind. Hope most of us locked in cages and the rest of us die. So when I’m asked who I do it for, who is my audience. It’s for my people, to show em anyone can have all o dis.