Urban Shadows from Firestorm Revolt by Marx My Words

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We roam streets at midnight
Our cries pierce the cold night
One taken by the state force
Pain cuts deep as a sharp course

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Urban shadows, we fight on
In the dark, the lost are gone
Urban shadows, keep moving
In our hearts, we keep proving

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Lost a brother in our fight
In the echoes of twilight
Faces drenched in sorrow's rain
Fists clenched tightly in our pain

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Urban shadows, we fight on
In the dark, the lost are gone
Urban shadows, keep moving
In our hearts, we keep proving

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In this fight, we bear the scars
We survive beneath the stars
Tears may fall, hopes do sprout
Never drown in waves of doubt

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Urban shadows, we fight on
In the dark, the lost are gone
Urban shadows, keep moving
In our hearts, we keep proving

See us rise in stormy skies
Through the pain, we realize
Urban shadows, endless cries
Our fight ends, when freedom flies

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• alternative history
• narrative hip-hop
• socialist rap
• storytelling
• Georgia