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My genesis was never clean. It was stained with struggles, rumors, losses, and close calls. But from that mud, I built the foundation for everything that followed. The block gave me grit, the cipher gave me voice, and the hustle gave me purpose. This is where JayRone was born. Not just an artist. Not just a battle rapper. But a hustler molded by streets, sharpened by pain, and destined to turn survival into success.