Shadows of My City

Verse 1

Born in the barrio, concrete and dust,

Sun beats down on the rooftops, dreams turn to rust.

Mama works double, but the fridge stays bare,

Little brother coughs, no medicine there.

Sirens wail nightly, bullets sing their song,

Gang tags on the walls where the innocent belong.

Kid's just fourteen, backpack full of holes,

Walking past the corners where the devil collects souls.

Chorus

Caracas nights, they swallow the light,

Hungry eyes watching, ready for the fight.

You run from the wolves or you learn how to bite,

In the streets of the city, wrong feels like right.

No heroes in the mirror, just survival in sight,

From the kid on the block to the one holding the knife.

Verse 2

School's just a memory, teachers long gone,

Friends disappearing, some locked, some drawn.

Saw his cousin bleeding on the corner store floor,

Police rolled by slow, like they ain't seen it before.

Extortion at the market, "pay up or we burn,"

Empty pockets aching, stomach starts to churn.

Temptation in the whispers: "Easy money, little man,

One run for the crew, join the master plan."

Chorus

Caracas nights, they swallow the light,

Hungry eyes watching, ready for the fight.

You run from the wolves or you learn how to bite,

In the streets of the city, wrong feels like right.

No heroes in the mirror, just survival in sight,

From the kid on the block to the one holding the knife.

Verse 3

First time was a package, light as a feather,

Heart pounding heavy like Venezuelan weather.

They gave him respect, a gun, and a name,

No more empty belly, no more playing the game.

Now he's on the rooftop, lookout for the heat,

Counting dirty bills under flickering streetlight.

Mama don't ask questions, she just prays at night,

But the kid's in too deep, lost in the fight.

Bridge

What happened to the boy who wanted to fly?

Now he's part of the storm, under the same sky.

Regret in the silence between every score,

But the streets don't forgive, and they don't keep score.

One day it might end with a flash and a cry,

Another shadow added to the Caracas sky.

(Final Chorus - slower, heavier)

Caracas nights, they swallowed the light,

That kid from the barrio learned how to bite.

No way out now, just running the life,

From the fear in his eyes to the grip on the knife.

Echoes in the alleys, stories left untold,

In the heart of the chaos, another soul sold.

Outro

Yeah... Caracas, mi tierra...

From the cradle to the grave, the streets always claim.