ZYZZ | DJ Spizdil - Malo Tebya (Slowed) Ψ RARE HARDSTYLE

TAKE ME DOWN INTO YOUR PARADISE

Kesha - Tik Tok HARDSTYLE

Black Eyed Peas - I Gotta Feeling (Fwice Hardstyle Remix)

e.t (Hardstyle).mp3

DIE YOUNG - DAVID LAID MOTIVATION [ HARDSTYLE 🔱 ] GYM

Ke$ha-We R Who We R (ALRM HARDSTYLE)

Beauty And A Beat (Fillo65YT Bootleg)

Scream And Shout (Hardstyle)

HARDSTYLE -  Shine [NCS]

[Intro – spoken, rough accent]
London nights…
Smoke in the terraces, fists in the air…
This ain’t just football – this is war.
I grew up with boots, beer, and blood.
Now I’m a gangster… but the love for the game never dies.

[Hook / Chorus]
I was born in the STANDS, fists up in the crowd,
England on my chest, screaming violent and loud.
From the pitch to the BLOCK, I was raised in the fight,
Still a gangster for life – but football’s my light! (×2)

[Verse 1]
I was a kid in the terraces, boots on the stone,
Chantin’ for United, Arsenal, Chelsea at home.
Every Saturday night, fists swingin’, we bleed,
On the concrete outside, fightin’ rival in the street.

Pints in my hand, scars on my skin,
We didn’t play fair – we were bred to win.
Cops at the gate, dogs barkin’, war cries,
But I lived for the violence, the fire in my eyes.

[Hook / Chorus]
I was born in the STANDS, fists up in the crowd,
England on my chest, screaming violent and loud.
From the pitch to the BLOCK, I was raised in the fight,
Still a gangster for life – but football’s my light! (×2)

[Verse 2]
I grew into a man with a blade in my jeans,
Selling packs in the alley, livin’ gangster dreams.
But deep in my soul, when the whistle would blow,
I was back in the stadium, flags start to show.

Blood on my knuckles, pride on my shirt,
Gang life is heavy, but the game is my church.
I bled for my club, I bled for my name,
Football’s the fire that runs through my veins.

[Bridge – slow, menacing]
We fight… we drink… we chant… we bleed…
It’s England forever – it’s more than a creed.
Gangster or hooligan, the roots stay the same,
Born in the stands, I will die with the game.

[Hook / Chorus – shouted]
I was born in the STANDS, fists up in the crowd,
England on my chest, screaming violent and loud.
From the pitch to the BLOCK, I was raised in the fight,
Still a gangster for life – but football’s my light! (×2)

[Verse 3 – aggressive, double-time flow]
Hooligan spirit in my blood since a child,
Rowdy in the pub, every night turnin’ wild.
From West Ham to Spurs, from City to Leeds,
The rivalries burn, we plant violent seeds.

Police chasin’ down, smoke bombs in the street,
Sirens on the block, still we never retreat.
Now I’m hustlin’ bricks, movin’ weight in the night,
But on matchday I’m back, singin’ chants till it’s light.

[Verse 4 – storytelling]
I remember the scars, broken glass in the park,
Runnin’ from the cops, hidin’ deep in the dark.
My brothers in arms, every weekend we ride,
Football was war, but it kept us alive.

Years went by, now I’m gangsta with chains,
Money, cars, drugs – but the football remains.
Tattooed on my chest, England’s flag bleeds red,
I’m a soldier of the street till the day I’m dead.

[Hook / Chorus – longer]
I was born in the STANDS, fists up in the crowd,
England on my chest, screaming violent and loud.
From the pitch to the BLOCK, I was raised in the fight,
Still a gangster for life – but football’s my light!

Born in the stands, born in the pain,
Gangsta forever but the love stays the same.
From the pub to the pitch, from the block to the fight,
Football’s the reason I still breathe at night.

[Outro – spoken, echo]
England.
Blood.
Football.
Gangsta for life…
But the game’s in my heart forever.

London nights…

TAKE ME DOWN INTO YOUR PARADISE

Samuel

Recent comments

HOLY_SETS✝️☦️

AnabolicWITCH💪🏻🖤

sofyy

Haynes🚶🏾‍➡️

Related tracks