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Ghosts of East Van 2 by Fu

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Ghosts of East Van 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

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(Intro)
East Van’s mist, thick like the pain,
Ghosts walk these streets, carved in the rain.
Shank in my palm, ink bleeding rage,
This city’s a cage, but I’m breakin’ the stage.
(Verse 1)
East Hastings grind, where the lost souls roam,
Needles in the dirt, dreams buried in stone.
Bloodstains like murals on cracked concrete,
I’m the wolf in the fog, hear my heartbeat.
Mama’s prayers drowned in sirens’ screams,
Raised by the streets, born from broken dreams.
Shadows whisper secrets, scars tell the tale,
King of the gutter, never destined to fail.
(Chorus)
Ghosts of East Van, we rise through the smoke,
Fangs bared in the night, every word a choke.
No chains on this soul, no mercy, no lies,
We crown ourselves kings under neon skies.
(Verse 2)
Sirens howl vultures, but I’m slick in the dark,
Dodgin’ traps, breakin’ codes, igniting the spark.
Blade for the righteous, no respect for the fake,
Carve my legend deep, make the cold streets quake.
Every wound’s a medal, every scar’s a crown,
Turn pain to power, ain’t never backin’ down.
From Main to Gore, where the shadows bleed,
We hustle, we fight, we’re the hunger, the need.
(Bridge - Spoken Word Over Beat Drop)
Listen —
East Van’s pulse ain’t just concrete and grime,
It’s the blood in our veins, the rhythm, the rhyme.
We’re ghosts, we’re kings, in a game with no rules,
Playing chess with the devil, breaking all the tools.
(Chorus)
Ghosts of East Van, we rise through the smoke,
Fangs bared in the night, every word a choke.
No chains on this soul, no mercy, no lies,
We crown ourselves kings under neon skies.
(Verse 3)
Crew tight like wolves, loyalty’s the code,
Every step calculated, this ain’t no road to gold.
It’s survival, it’s hunger, it’s the fire inside,
Spittin’ bars like bullets, nowhere to hide.
Dismembered dreams litter the alleys and streets,
But from chaos we build, rise up from defeats.
East Van’s my throne, smoke curling in the air,
I’m the voice of the lost, raw truth laid bare.
(Outro)
So here’s my requiem, a howl in the night,
From ashes to stars, I claim what’s mine by right.
No cage can hold me, no pen can confine,
East Van’s my kingdom, forever I’ll shine.
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