Lyrics

Stakes in the Shadows” (mit Staten Island / New York)

Steel city echoes, wisdom carved in the bricks,
Life’s a gamble, every move you make’s a risk.
Stakes is high — the youth caught in the grind,
Searching for tomorrow with a pocket full of dimes.

Wu scrolls open, ink bleeds on the scroll,
Knowledge sharper than a blade when it cuts through your soul.
From Staten Island ferry to the Bronx-bound train,
Voices in the struggle all echo the same.

Hook:
Stakes is high, but we rise through the fire,
Blades in the cipher, cut lies from the wire.
Truth don’t die, it just grows even higher,
Beats keep knockin’, fuel the soul with desire.

Check the cipher — truth circles under the moon,
Poetry in motion like a five-fist boom.
De La taught balance, how to rise, not fall,
While the Clan showed us discipline, survive through it all.

Concrete jungles, every corner got a snare,
New York nights heavy, but the dream still there.
Media smoke screens, keep the masses asleep,
While the wolves in the boardroom harvest the sheep.

Hook:
Stakes is high, but we rise through the fire,
Blades in the cipher, cut lies from the wire.
Truth don’t die, it just grows even higher,
Beats keep knockin’, fuel the soul with desire.

But we build from the ashes, resurrect in the rhyme,
Spirit everlasting, still ahead of its time.
It’s the clash of the shadows with the glow of the sun,
From Shaolin to Manhattan, the war’s never done.

So I lace every bar with the weight of my past,
Turn the pain into gold, let the jewels outlast.
From the dungeon to the rooftop, the message is clear:
Stay true, stay sharp — elevate, persevere.

Hook (outro):
Stakes is high, but we rise through the fire,
Blades in the cipher, cut lies from the wire.
Truth don’t die, it just grows even higher,
Beats keep knockin’, fuel the soul with desire.