This ain't no game, no make-believe, this the raw truth From the concrete jungle, where lost souls lose their youth Surrey, BC, ain't always pretty, got a dark side Where fentanyl flows like a river, nowhere left to hide.
The Surrey Struggle
Hear the whispers on the wind, a silent, deadly plea Another one falls, succumbs to the call, just tryna be free But freedom's a mirage when the demon's in your vein Numb the pain, chase the dragon, again and again.
Cold nights, hungry guts, cardboard for a bed A needle's embrace, fills an empty head Just a temporary peace, a fleeting, false high While the world spins by, under a indifferent sky.
Fentanyl's Fury
Fentanyl fury, a chemical war Each hit a gamble, knocking on death's door One grain too much, and your lights go out fast Another life stolen, a future that's passed.
Families broken, dreams turned to dust Left with the memories, the pain, and the rust From the comfortable homes to the rough, gritty streets This poison don't care who it meets.
A Cry for Change
We see the despair, the glazed-over eyes The struggle is real, no alibis For the system that's failing, the hands that are tied While the streets of Surrey watch their children subside.
But we ain't giving up, gotta fight for a change Break these chains, rearrange the whole damn range From the depths of the darkness, a flicker of light Gotta stand up and conquer this never-ending night.
This is Surrey, BC, the heart of the grind Where the struggle is real, but hope we will find. Word up.
Yo, still on the mic, but we goin' deeper now. This ain't for the faint of heart, this the unfiltered street truth.
The Hustle Don't Stop
Sunrise, sunset, the hustle don't cease When you're chasing that dragon, ain't no damn peace Every angle you work, every corner you turn Just for that hit, a lesson hard-learned.
Sex sells, yeah, the oldest damn trade When you're starving and cold, choices get made Body on the line, dignity long gone Just another transaction 'til the break of dawn. Desperate eyes, hollow stare, a price to be paid Another soul lost, another life frayed.
The Copper & The Creep
Copper wire, man, the new gold rush glow Strippin' it clean, watchin' the profits flow From abandoned buildings to construction sites Workin' in shadows, through the long, dark nights. Riskin' it all, for a quick hundred score Just to feed the addiction, and then beg for more.
Robbin' dealers, that's another damn game Kickin' in trap doors, screamin' out names Pushin' through fear, heart beatin' like drums Prayin' to God that the payback never comes. 'Cause karma's a bitch, and the streets got long reach Every move you make, a lesson they teach.
No Face, No Case
Heads in pillows, that's the code of the street No face, no case, when the score can't be beat. When the stakes are high, and the lines get blurred Silence is golden, every single word. Witnesses vanish, like smoke in the air Leaving no trace, just a lingering despair. The law on your heels, but the
