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Eastside Shadows 2 by Roger

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Eastside Shadows 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

0:002:30
Lyrics
Description
(Intro)
Yeah, from the cracked sidewalks of Stockton to the neon haze of Reno nights,
Eastside oakieboy, Riot 13, the silent menace with the sharpest bite.
(Hook)
Eastside shadows, where the cold winds blow,
Riot runs the game, every street, every show.
From the ashes of struggle, to the throne he’ll ascend,
In the meth game’s kingdom, he’s the one to defend.
(Verse 1)
Born under steel skies, where the rain never quits,
Stockton’s concrete jungle, where survival’s a hit.
Lost brothers to the system, mothers cryin’ cold tears,
Riot learned the hard way, fed on pain and fears.
Thirteen scars on his knuckles, each tells a tale,
From busted deals to jail cells, in the shadowed veil.
He ain’t just a dealer, he’s a strategist in the night,
Calculatin’ every move, every step, every fight.
(Hook)
Eastside shadows, where the cold winds blow,
Riot runs the game, every street, every show.
From the ashes of struggle, to the throne he’ll ascend,
In the meth game’s kingdom, he’s the one to defend.
(Verse 2)
Reno’s neon glow, but the darkness runs deep,
Riot’s empire grows where the restless never sleep.
Enemies whisper threats, but he hears only silence,
Moves like a ghost with a king’s defiance.
Blood on the alley walls, deals sealed in smoke,
Every loss a lesson, every win a stroke.
But beneath the cold steel, a heart beats with scars,
Haunted by ghosts, trapped behind prison bars.
(Bridge)
One night, a bullet’s kiss, close call in the rain,
Riot’s vision blurred, pain mixing with the pain.
Flashing memories of a life he yearns to break,
Caught between the chains and the chances he’ll take.
(Hook)
Eastside shadows, where the cold winds blow,
Riot runs the game, every street, every show.
From the ashes of struggle, to the throne he’ll ascend,
In the meth game’s kingdom, he’s the one to defend.
(Outro)
So when the shadows creep and the city’s breath is thin,
Remember Riot 13, the king who’ll never give in.
Eastside oakieboy, with fire in his veins,
Running the streets, breaking all chains.