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letra de retaliation - goat smuggla

[chorus: goat smuggla, choir, and gun in da coat]
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)
mama told me watch out for the streets of shadows
young kids caught up in the hustle, chasing the dope
no hope, just a cycle of violence and loss of scope
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)
stray bullets flying, innocent lives get taken
undercover cops and snitches, the lines are shaking
retaliation
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)

[verse 1: goat smuggla]
graffiti on the walls, telling stories of the pain
broken dreams, shattered lives, nothing to gain
it’s a war zone out here, survival of the fittest
in thе streets of shadows, where the dеvil’s business
babies born into chaos, destined for the same fate
growing up too fast, carrying the weight
of a system that oppresses, a cycle hard to break
in the streets of shadows, it’s a constant heartache
but in the midst of darkness, there’s a fl!cker of light
hope shining through, a chance to make it right
to rise above the violence, to break free from the chains
in the streets of shadows, where redemption remains
so let’s stand together, fight against the tide
raise our voices, let our souls not hide
for the streets of shadows may be dark and cold
but with love and unity, a new story can be told
[chorus: goat smuggla, choir, and gun in da coat]
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)
mama told me watch out for the streets of shadows
young kids caught up in the hustle, chasing the dope
no hope, just a cycle of violence and loss of scope
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)
stray bullets flying, innocent lives get taken
undercover cops and snitches, the lines are shaking
retaliation
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)

[verse 2: goat smuggla]
broken glass, echoes of unspoken pain in shadows
gun smoke clouds, whispers of sorrow under streetlights
silent cries hidden in the night’s dark embrace
black crime tales etched in the concrete pavement’s scars
mothers weep, mourning sons lost to the cold streets
bloodshed stains the promise of the dawn’s first light
hustlers hustle, chasing faded dreams in alleyways
voices silenced by the echoes of guns’ deadly might
streets of silence hold secrets, stories left untold
justice blinded by the shadows of fear and despair
children’s innocence lost in the cycle of violence
hope fades away under the weight of empty stares
faces worn with the burdens of survival in the darkness
whispers of redemption drowned out by the sirens wail
legacy of pain passed down through generations
black crime’s grip tightens, leaving scars that never heal
in the alleyways where the lost souls roam
promises shattered like glass against the cold pavement
streets of silence bear witness to the price of survival
black crime’s legacy etched deep in the city’s soul
[chorus: goat smuggla, choir, and gun in da coat]
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)
mama told me watch out for the streets of shadows
young kids caught up in the hustle, chasing the dope
no hope, just a cycle of violence and loss of scope
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)
stray bullets flying, innocent lives get taken
undercover cops and snitches, the lines are shaking
retaliation
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)

[verse 3: goat smuggla]
mama praying on her knees, tears staining her face
young souls caught in the crossfire, a never-ending chase
gangs rule the streets, claiming territory with gunshots
children forced to grow up fast, innocence lost in plots
broken homes, broken dreams, a cycle hard to break
living in the shadows, surviving day by day
police patrolling, but justice ain’t always served right
in the eyes of the system, black lives don’t shine bright
media feeds the fear, painting a distorted view
but the real stories of the hood, only a few knew
lost brothers and sisters, remembered in candlelight vigils
memories fade, but the pain remains crystal
systemic oppression, a burden too heavy to bear
yet hope still lingers in the midnight air
[chorus: goat smuggla, choir, and gun in da coat]
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)
mama told me watch out for the streets of shadows
young kids caught up in the hustle, chasing the dope
no hope, just a cycle of violence and loss of scope
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)
stray bullets flying, innocent lives get taken
undercover cops and snitches, the lines are shaking
retaliation
bum-ba-dum, ba-dum-da-dum-dum (hey!)

- goat smuggla

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