Bleeding Sirens

Shadows creep on these cracked sidewalks where the young bleed out slow Echoes of sirens where light goes from the block we used to call home Crypt is steel tight, heart pounding like there ain't no ways to shake the night One wrong glance and the trigger pulls the reaper into sight Momma's prayers bounce off these bullet riddled walls, faded and torn While we chase the smoke from the off born in the fire, never mourn Streetlights flicker like dying stars over the graves we dig in haste Loyalty's a blade that cuts deep, chasing the copper in our veins From the corner store to the drug house, dreams dissolve in the rain Business of fallen soldiers, echo pulling us back into the pain No peace in the hustle, just a rush, adrenaline's cold embrace Faces masked in the fog of war, every step a gamble with fate Drill deep into the night where we're the best Slides like a serpent's strike high hats rattle like chains on the lost in this endless fight We ride for the ghost unload the pain in a halo lid Streetlights claims this throne, painted the pavement red Ominous fogs in the air, trapeze pulls through the heart of the world Violence whispers our names, turning brothers to rivals, untamed and robbed No escape from the slide, 808s booming like thunder's roar In the drill, we survive, but this cost forevermore Hope to the flash of blue lights, another name carved in the stone Ops lurking in the alleys, plotting more Moves like kings on the throne Fists clenched around the grip, I scan it for the next betrayal sting Memories of laughter turn to screams, the bell that the reaper rings Pockets empty, but the way though crushes lungs with every breath Hustle for the bread, dodge the fence, dance with death on a razor's edge Sisters cry in the silence brothers buried under concrete skies We spit fire back into darkness but the flames consume our alibis Rapid pulses in the veins, high hats singing with the frantic beat Sliding through the chaos, where do we fall in a strong repeat? No heroes in this city we're the kings on the throne I got just survivors scarred by the grind Poetic justice in the payback, bleeding echoes of the mind Drilled deep into the night, where would the bass slides like a serpent strike? High hats rattle like chains on the lost in this endless fight We ride for the ghosts unload the pain in a hill of lead Streetlight planes just thrown, painted the pavement red Ominous vibes in the air, trap these posts with the heart of the wild Violence whispers our names, turning brothers to rivals, untamed and robbed No escape from the slide, 808s booming like thunder's roar Still, we survive, but the scars forever move Paws in the stone, feel the weight of the losses piling high Tears mixed with the rain, on these streets that never say goodbye One shot for the fallen, another for the fire that keeps us alive In the heart of the drill, we break but never truly die Whispers turn to roars, the cycle spins like a loaded wheel Emotional chains bind us tight in this raw, unyielding fear Drilled deep into the night, where would the bass slides like a serpent strike? High hats rattle like chains on the lost in this endless fight We ride for the ghosts unload the pain in a hill of lead Streetlight planes just thrown, painted the pavement red Ominous vibes in the air, trap these posts with the heart of the wild Violence whispers our names, turning brothers to rivals, untamed and robbed No escape from the slide, 808s booming like thunder's roar In the drill we survive but the scars forever move We ride for the ghosts unload the pain in a hill of lead