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Shadow Flight: Tishana's Reckoning 1 by Sky

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Shadow Flight: Tishana's Reckoning 1

Hip Hop,male vocals

0:002:21
Lyrics
Description
(Intro)
Yo, from the corners of Kingston’s grit,
Hear the caw of the blackbird, Tishana’s counterfeit.
Feathers midnight oil, but the truth’s exposed,
In the dirty hood’s jungle, every secret’s supposed.
(Verse 1)
Tishana’s wings spread, but hollow like a drum,
Blackbird silhouette, but she ain’t where the sun come.
In these streets where the riddim pulse and vibe,
She’s just a shadow puppeteered, no real tribe.
Feathers dipped in tar, masking all her lies,
Cawing tales of glory, but it’s all thin disguise.
From Trenchtown’s alleys to the Harbour’s spray,
She’s a ghost in the fog, lost in the fray.
(Hook)
Blackbird’s flight in the dirty hood night,
Silent wings, but her lies take flight.
Tishana’s shadow, no soul to ignite,
Kingston knows—dark wings can’t hide from the light.
(Verse 2)
See her glide like a raven, but the caw’s cracked,
False feathers flapping, her story’s whacked.
In the dancehall shadows, real ones rise and spit,
Her blackbird act’s tired, can’t counterfeit the grit.
From the smoke stacks burning to the corner cyphers,
Her flight’s a mirage, no respect from the lifers.
Jamaica’s heartbeat, raw like the street’s bass,
But Tishana’s just the echo of a fading trace.
(Bridge)
Listen close, every caw’s a hollow sound,
Blackbird’s flight, but no ground found.
She’s trapped in the grime, where the truth’s a crown,
But in this dirty hood, real kings won’t bow down.
(Hook)
Blackbird’s flight in the dirty hood night,
Silent wings, but her lies take flight.
Tishana’s shadow, no soul to ignite,
Kingston knows—dark wings can’t hide from the light.
(Outro)
So keep flying low, shades of black and despair,
But the hood’s got eyes, and we see what’s bare.
Tishana, your blackbird’s song fades in the air,
In Jamaica’s soul, only truth can declare.
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