King of the Ripple 2

silk road

daet

empire (ft. CrazyEvil)

hitbyqteix

BODYBAG FT. SKGSPAZZ

Trisha Fisher

TG TRACK

obs on the line

Migos (Jane/Birkin) remix prod. Flypurp 
rest in peace takeoff 
first time making a melody on my lone

birkin

Dark country vibe with a boom bap beat, storytelling

(Verse 1)
Dust-choked trails from the Rio Grande,
Chains of Santa Annas iron hand,
We were peons in the shadow of the crown,
Taxed to bones, prayers drowned in the sound
Of cannons rollin like thunder from hell,
Families scattered, stories we dare not tell.
Tyrannys boot on our necks, breathin fire,
Mexican blood cryin out for a pyre.
We grabbed our machetes, our hearts full of rage,
Against the generals cage, we turned the page.
From the Alamos walls, we raised our cry,
No more the whip, no more the lie.  (Chorus)
Remember the Alamo, where the ghosts still moan,
Blood on the stones, seeds of freedom sown.
We fought the devil in the devils own land,
Broke from the chains with a gun in each hand.
Remember the Alamo, dark as the night,
Mexican fire, white lightning strike.
From tyrannys grave, we rose to the call,
Became Americans, one and all.  (Verse 2)
Thirteen days, siege like a fever dream,
Crocketts fiddle wailin, Bowies blade gleamin,
We Tejanos stood shoulder to shoulder with kin,
Against the horde crashin in.
Shots in the dark, screams cuttin the air,
Women and children hidin in prayer.
Santa Annas horde, a swarm of the damned,
But our resolve was the blade in his hand.
Fell to the last, no quarter, no plea,
Echoes of Viva la libertad in the debris.
The mission burned, but the spark wouldnt die,
Tyrannys empire cracked wide like the sky.  (Chorus)
Remember the Alamo, where the ghosts still moan,
Blood on the stones, seeds of freedom sown.
We fought the devil in the devils own land,
Broke from the chains with a gun in each hand.
Remember the Alamo, dark as the night,
Mexican fire, white lightning strike.
From tyrannys grave, we rose to the call,
Became Americans, one and all.  (Verse 3)
Then came the riders from the eastern plains,
White brothers in arms, breakin the chains.
Traviss line in the sand, drawn deep,
They crossed it with us, no promises cheap.
Sam Houstons roar at San Jacintos shore,
Remember the Alamo!—we settled the score.
Cavalry charge through the mud and the rain,
Mexican tyranny washed down the drain.
We bled together, brown skin and pale,
Forged in the fire, a new tale to hail.
From rebels in rags to stars on the flag,
Texas reborn, no more the drag.  (Bridge)
Whiskey-soaked nights by the campfires glow,
Ghosts of the fallen whisper low:
Freedom aint free, its carved in the bone,
Paid with our sweat, our screams, our own.
Dark as the grave where the heroes lay,
But dawn broke through on that bloody day.  (Outro - Fading Chorus)
Remember the Alamo... (echo: where the ghosts still moan)
Mexican fire... white lightning strike...
Became Americans... one and all...
(Beat drops heavy—boom bap snare cracks like rifle shots, pedal steel wails over 808 bass, banjo plucks a haunted riff into the void.)
dark county, boom bap drums, solo guitar

Remember the Alamo

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