Cold city

Cold city

voix femme noire naturelle, sans vocoder, une musique trap hard atlanta sensation voix de femmme afro américaine naturelle, sans vocoder, ni trop d'effet. Trap hard typique d'atlanta

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Lyrics

Yeah… Cold city Wind talk different out here Chorus Let’s walk through the woods, huh While the boy ain’t outside (ain’t outside) Let’s walk through the woods, huh He disappeared overnight Let’s walk through the woods, City cold, don’t ask why Let’s walk through the woods, Gone for real — no reply Verse 1 He was here, next morning: missing Phone dead, location trippin’ Block stay stiff, nobody snitchin’ Too many ghosts, too many victims Black hoodie, late walks, head low Tryna dodge fate in the snow Dreams big, pockets on zero Now his name echo through the ghetto Cameras broke, lights flicker Corners talk but they whisper City raise killers and grievers Same streets make moms believers This ain’t no rhyme, this a warning Kids vanish same way as mornings One day here, next day mournin’ Chicago don’t cry, it hardens Chorus Let’s walk through the woods, While the boy ain’t outside Let’s walk through the woods, Moon watchin’, sealed tight Let’s walk through the woods, Every step feel cursed Let’s walk through the woods, City bury youth first Verse 2 Mama hit refresh on the screen Pops stare blank, say nothin’ Cops say “runaway teen” Same lie, same routine Kids grow fast, no bedtime stories They count the dead, not glories Ain’t no wolf in the nursery It’s the block and the shorties Maybe he slid to another side Maybe he laid where the cold reside Truth get lost in the homicide Files get dusty, hope get fried Name still ring when the beat drop 140 BPM, heart stop Drill don’t dance, drill talk And the city walk with chalk Bridge Gone… In Chicago that mean forgotten Not dead, not alive Just stuck in the cold Final Chorus Let’s walk through the woods, While the boy ain’t outside Let’s walk through the woods, His shadow still ride Let’s walk through the woods, If you see him, don’t speak Let’s walk through the woods, Some souls hide in the streets Outro Yeah… Wind howlin’ City don’t answer back.