Ganga Smuggler
Style: Rap with Jamaican Reggae Overtone
Theme: The price of chasing riches without wisdom
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(Intro - Reggae Vibe)
🎶 Boom-bah-claat, yeah...
Life sweet till yuh taste the bitter...
All he ever wanted… was the riches
But the road he tek…? It come wid stitches… and sentences…
Listen close…
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(Verse 1 - Rap)
All he wanted was the riches, diamonds and the gold
Didn’t need no classroom, nah, dat story old
He said, “Mi nuh wan no desk, mi wan a Benz wid tint
Mi wan a yacht pon di beach, money smell like mint”
Dropped out fast, start flippin’ that green
Whole block knew he was livin’ dat dream
From backpack deals to duffle bag runs
Every sunrise, new funds, new guns
But di devil knock loud when yuh door wide open
And loyalty fade when di man start hopin’
He thought he was king, real rude boy ting
'Til feds kick down and di cuffs start cling
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(Hook - Reggae Chorus)
🎶 Ganga Smuggla, rollin’ through di night
Lookin’ for di heaven in di devil’s light
He got di cash, yeah, he got di fame
But five shot buss and him cyaan walk di same
Fifteen years and a soul fulla scars
He ask himself under prison bars—
Was it worth it, fi di flashy bling?
Or shoulda held a book instead of livin’ like king? 🎶
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(Verse 2 - Rap)
Used to laugh at the nerds with they books in hand
Now he readin’ law books just to overstand
Solitary nights, can’t hear no applause
Just chains on di wrist and a concrete cause
Mi bredda got rich, but the price too steep
Gun bust five time, now he barely sleep
Dreams full of screams, flashin’ them beams
And all he ever wanted was the life on screens
From Kingston to Queens, his name ring bell
But fame inna cell? That’s a livin’ hell
Mi youth, listen clear, don’t glamorize pain
'Cause a hundred K cyaan wash bloodstain
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(Hook - Reggae Chorus)
🎶 Ganga Smuggla, rollin’ through di night
Lookin’ for di heaven in di devil’s light
He got di cash, yeah, he got di fame
But five shot buss and him cyaan walk di same
Fifteen years and a soul fulla scars
He ask himself under prison bars—
Was it worth it, fi di flashy bling?
Or shoulda held a book instead of livin’ like king? 🎶
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(Outro - Reggae Melody, Spoken Word Style)
🎶 Education is di key, bredda…
Street money fast, but di grave dig faster
Riches without roots blow away like ash
Ganga smuggla, yeah, you got yuh cash…
But yuh freedom? Yuh peace?
Dem gone in a flash… 🎶
Boom.
[Violin Solo]
[Guitar Solo]
[Final Chorus]
[Bridge]
