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Westway Shadows 2 by Yasmin

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Westway Shadows 2 by Yasmin - Gritty Melody,Neutral Vocals music cover art

Westway Shadows 2

Gritty Melody,Neutral Vocals

0:002:50
Lyrics
Description
(Intro)
Yo — Westway, listen
140 on the clock, mandem steady, palmed rock
Council stairwell, breath fog on the bannister
CCTV blinking, life’s a snapshot, can’t ban us
(Verse 1)
Posties stamp red, rent letters in a kettlebell press,
Kids on the landing with a Tesco bag of stress,
Bin-lid cymbals, cold til the marrow, marrow-less chest,
Creps muddy, pockets empty, heartbeat in the chest.
Bus-stop sermons, number 98 coughin’ diesel smoke,
Mandem move silent, eyes sharp like a razor poke,
Clock ticks, cats hiss, landlord plots like he’s woke,
But we’m bred from blocks where hope’s choked — still we provoke.
(Hook) [short / chant]
Westway shadows — move, don’t fold
Block-bred, cold bread — heart thick like gold
Westway shadows — move, don’t fold
Ends talk, we walk, never do what we’re told
(Verse 2)
Stairwell whisper: whispers turn to war cries,
Skint mums swap food heat for bedtime lullabies,
Cousin gone quiet, last seen under sodium skies,
Names on a bench, fresh paint, memory dries.
I clock the CCTV, nine lenses on my stride,
Smile low, jaw tight, spit facts, not a lie,
Rhymes like ricochet — bounce off cold estate pride,
We trade jokes for survival, keep a ledger for the night.
(Interlude / MC Tag)
(Ad-libs) Yah — oi — grrah — Westway!
Two-bar drop — producer cut — let the bass ride
(Shout) Mandem move, lights low — we glide
(Verse 3)
Short lines, quick hands, pocket change and plans,
Corner shop prophets with a paperclip of grand scams,
Stale air, chip shop steam, grease on our palms,
Mama says pray but the builder’s voice is the psalm.
Internal rhymes snap like zip ties on the bins,
We hustle in stairwell sermons, count sins, count wins,
No choir, no strings, just the scratch from the spin,
Grime pulse, block pulse — legacy in our skin.
(Hook) [repeat — harder]
Westway shadows — move, don’t fold
Block-bred, cold bread — heart thick like gold
Westway shadows — move, don’t fold
Ends talk, we walk, never do what we’re told
(Bridge / Breakdown)
Cut the melody — half-time for the hook, double-time in the verse
Leave space for a drop — producer hit — let the siren curse
Shout-outs for the lost, cold stamps on the verse
We spit in quick bursts — this is grime — this is ours.
(Outro)
Westway shadows, stamped on my soles, inked on my bones,
From council flats to the echo of our tones,
We move, we grind, we carve our own codes,
Block bred, cold bread — but we stay close to home.
(Ad-libs) Westway! Mandem! Move! Don’t fold!
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