Bleeding Blocks

Shadows blocks bleak we on the night We gon' walk by the siren screaming like lost souls Concrete jungle, hearts cold as the wind Pulse, pockets empty, but the clips stay full Low T's and cooler, betray your seals, you're free From the corner store to the trap house globe Bullets with the secret secrets that the streets already know Mama prays at night Chasing ghost glory in this forsaken land Drill deep for the day, shake your core Let's avoid, so we fight for more I be shot, slow peace in these walls Street kings rise from the blood on the floor Slided through the night, high ass snap like bows Hearts heavy, but we carry on alone Drill deep, no mercy in the cold Survival's the breath of violence to go Niggas are the lost ones from the alleyways Ghosts in the river, chasing by the days Fist clenched tight, scars not the pain Every block up out of field dripping with the rain They talk tough online still sing lullabies Make the powers kneel I build this throne from the ashes of the fallen empires Come up quick when the trust is stolen Nights spin the blurs, adrenaline's the fuel One step in the game and the hope moves too Voices in my head scream, hold the line In this endless cycle peace is hard to find I be shot slow peace in these forests Drill deep, feel the pain shake your core That's the war zone we fight for more I be shot slow peace in these walls Street kings rise from the blood on the floor Slided through the night, high ass snap like bows Hearts heavy, but we carry on alone Drill deep, no mercy in the cold Survival's the breath of violence to go But if the barrel stares back reflects your soul Broken hills and smoke aim the tool For the ones we lost pull one out slow Aim on stone, just survive the scar Carving paths through the dark, playing all our cards Dawn breaks slow on the war-torn streets Memories flicker like the heat from the feats I'll bend these bars with the ink of regret Wounds that never healed, that you can't forget From the cradle to the grave, it's a gauntlet run Friends turn to foes and the setting sun But we rise like the smoke from the burnt out tides Defining the chaos, feeding in the fires No fairytales, just a bunch of us bit in the drill Like script, we never quit Drill deep, let the bass shake your core That's the war zone we fight for more I be shot slow peace in these walls Street kings rise from the blood on the floor Drill deep Drill deep Drill deep, let the bass shake your core