(intro) Streets talk / beats knock / glass don’t crack, 808 slide with the blade in the back. Money in the air but the air feel cold, city got a crown but it’s painted in mold. Click-clack echoes in the alleyway dark, ghosts of the night put their names on the mark. Fame don’t sleep, but the rent come fast, pray for the future, haunted by the past. City of shadows / it don’t let go, lights still burn but the truth don’t show. Run through the fire, heart turns hollow, live by the night in the city I follow. Trust no face when the mask feels real, deals in the dark put a price on the deal. Love in the club, but it fades by dawn, she dance like a queen but the crown feels gone. Cold hands shake when the paper change hands, dreams in the dirt where the high-rise stands. Every block breathe with a pulse so mean, city paint lives in a violent scene. City of shadows / it don’t let go, lights still burn but the truth don’t show. Run through the fire, heart turns hollow, live by the night in the city I follow. Every shadow got a price… Every price got a name… Every name got a ghost… And the ghost got flame. City of shadows / it don’t let go, lights still burn but the truth don’t show. Run through the fire, heart turns hollow, live by the night in the city I follow. “I follow… I follow…” © 2025 - skvadMC
