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Blocks on Fire
Duration3:30

Blocks on Fire

Street Phantom

Drill

About

This Drill track pulses with sliding 808s and rapid hi-hat rolls, creating a relentless street urgency at 142 BPM in A minor. Dark piano pads and distorted bass underpin aggressive male vocals with Auto-Tune on the hook, building from brooding verses to anthemic choruses. The production is minimal and raw, capturing the genre's Chicago/UK roots with echoing ad-libs and siren samples for an ominous, immersive atmosphere.

Lyrics

Intro
Yo, shadows creepin', blocks on fire
808 slidin', no retire
Verse 1

Creepin' through the alley, eyes on the prize, no sleep, Opps lurkin' in the dark, but my strap stay deep, From the block where the sirens scream every night, Hustle for the bread, can't afford to lose sight, Glock on my hip, heart cold as the steel, Enemies plot, but I make 'em kneel, Money stack high, but the pain run deeper, Lost brothers to the streets, now I'm the reaper.

Chorus

Sliding on the beat, 808s hit like thunder, Pull up on the scene, leave 'em under, Drill life, no mercy, we run it, Shadows in the night, guns bussin', no frontin'.

Shadows, shadows

Aye, we own the night,

Tense vibes

Opps take flight,

Street kings

Crown on my dome,

Menace mode

Bring it home.

Verse 2

Back against the wall, but I flip the script quick, Rivals talk tough, but they fold under the kick, Whip through the ends, bass rattlin' the windows, Feds on the tail, but I dodge like a shadow, Grim tales from the trap, where the weak get erased, Loyal to the crew, betrayal get you faced, Pockets full of green, but the scars tell the story, Survival of the fittest, in this concrete glory.

Chorus

Sliding on the beat, 808s hit like thunder, Pull up on the scene, leave 'em under, Drill life, no mercy, we run it, Shadows in the night, guns bussin', no frontin'.

Shadows, shadows

Aye, we own the night,

Tense vibes

Opps take flight,

Street kings

Crown on my dome,

Menace mode

Bring it home.

Bridge

Slow it down, feel the weight on my chest, Memories haunt, but I pass every test, One wrong move, and it's lights out cold, But I rise from the dirt, story untold.

Ad-libs echo: Yeah, yeah, hold up
Chorus

Sliding on the beat, 808s hit like thunder, Pull up on the scene, leave 'em under, Drill life, no mercy, we run it, Shadows in the night, guns bussin', no frontin'.

Shadows, shadows

Aye, we own the night,

Tense vibes

Opps take flight,

Street kings

Crown on my dome,

Menace mode

Bring it home.

Outro
Fade out, 808 slidin' low

Shadows linger, but we never fold,

Yeah, drill forever

Echo in the night,

End of the line

Hold tight.

Blocks on Fire

Street Phantom

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