Shadow Season

Prelude

Cold wind biting, breath mist in the concrete racks

Dust from the struggle blendin’ with street cracks

Boot prints printin’ history, written by the few

Shadows in the park plotting schemes they pursue

Verse 0

Doorways leaking secrets, cops flash in the fog

Smells of the iron, hunger marching in the smog

Nerves wired tight, every second like a theft

Bridges in the rearview, burning what I left

North face of the city, frozen coins in my hand

Lessons in survival, fate planted in the sand

Echoes of sirens, rattlin’ windows at dawn

Dark is familiar, and I’m still holding on

Intro

Shadow season, back streets deep, we almost made it out

Live under low lights, bass heavy, heart full of route

Eyes on the one-way, silent when stakes up high

East block wisdom, grind under thunderous sky

Verse 1

Concrete veins pulse heavy, betrayal in the air

Every corner cut raw, but we never show fear

Night shift hustlers bleeding hope out each prayer

Steel nerves, cold world, survival what we wear

Enemies close, loyalty comes in thin layers

Old scars itching, plotting futures over stairs

Empty plates whisper, dollar signs in their glare

Almost out the cage but freedom isn’t fair

Chorus

Almost free, but the city want a piece of me

Chains round the soul, tryna break quietly

Almost free, keep the war on in secrecy

Gutter in my blood, but I’m strivin’ for peace to be

Verse 2

Callous hands count cash under siren lullabies

Thunder rumbling, steel band echo when hope dies

Violin strings scream over silent drive-bys

Dirt on my memory, visions in disguise

Bruised by the struggle, runnin’ from the howls

Painted by the block, stitched inside my vowels

Every move cautious, chess not checkers now

Almost off the leash, city won’t allow

Chorus

Almost free, but the city want a piece of me

Chains round the soul, tryna break quietly

Almost free, keep the war on in secrecy

Gutter in my blood, but I’m strivin’ for peace to be

Outro

Clock tickin' slow, back alleys in my mind

Hands dirty, paintin' hope I never find

Basements, heavy doors, secrets stay confined

Caught between the freedom and the warning signs

Pain in the wallet, dreams in the duffle bag

Runnin’ outta time, still I never lag

Steel bands rattle, fate’s a violin drag

Almost free, but the world still got its tag

Hook

Almost, almost, still I gotta breathe

Hustle in my veins, legacy I weave

Almost, almost, nothing guaranteed

Shadow in the city, but I’ll never leave