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Shadow Play 2 by Anthony

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Shadow Play 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

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Lyrics
Description
(Intro)
Underneath the flicker of the streetlamp’s glow,
We move like whispers, silent but they know,
Steel in our hands, stories etched in scars,
Sliding wit dem choppas beneath the neon stars.
(Verse 1)
City breathes a cold mist, fog wraps the night,
Echoes of footsteps, sharp like a fight,
Graffiti screams secrets on cracked brick walls,
Every corner a memory where the darkness calls.
Heartbeat syncs with sirens far away,
Ghosts of yesterday in the games we play,
Choppas gleam like lightning caught in the rain,
Not just weapons, symbols of our pain.
(Pre-Chorus)
Tension thick like smoke, nerves stretched thin,
But in this rhythm, we find where to begin,
Sliding through the chaos, balance lost and found,
In every silent moment, hear the underground sound.
(Chorus)
Sliding wit dem choppas, shadows paint the night,
We’re fire in the darkness, burning fierce and bright,
No masks, no lies, just raw, untamed cries,
We rise with every bullet, beneath these city skies.
(Verse 2)
Steel whispers stories, cold yet alive,
Of brothers lost and moments we survive,
Cracks in the pavement tell tales of the chase,
Every step calculated, in this urban maze.
Flickering street signs guide our ghostly dance,
A ballet of danger, fate’s twisted romance,
Eyes sharp like hawks, nerves wired tight,
Sliding wit dem choppas, ready for the fight.
(Bridge)
Between the beats, we catch a breath, a fleeting peace,
In the silence, our fears and hopes release,
Broken chains of past, dreams still unspoken,
In this dance of shadows, our bond remains unbroken.
(Chorus)
Sliding wit dem choppas, shadows paint the night,
We’re fire in the darkness, burning fierce and bright,
No masks, no lies, just raw, untamed cries,
We rise with every bullet, beneath these city skies.
(Outro)
As dawn bleeds crimson, the city exhales,
Our marks remain where silence prevails,
Sliding wit dem choppas, etched in time and space,
A legacy of struggle, courage, and grace.