Phantom Block Assault

Shadows creep on these cracked concrete veins Blocks of battlefield where the lost remain Glock whispers secrets in the dead of night One wrong glance and we ignite the fight Mama's prayers echo through the trap house door But the streets pull harder craving more and more Rivals circle like wolves in the fog One slip and your story ends in a lull Blood on the pavement, painting our names Echoes of laughter turn to screams and flames Heart pounding like thunder Survival's a gamble, no room for wonder Drill light, we slide through the pain 808's booming like the Reaper It's chain High as snapping, hearts racing fast Violence in the air shadows from the past We ride or die no peace in these walls Street kings crowned and the devils afloat On endless nights where the weak get devoured In this trap infernal, powers are towered Fading memories of a kid chasing dreams Gonna store profits, preaching gonna store profits Preaching false hope, happening cold Friends turn cold, spirits turn cold In a hell of lead, betrayals, the play that cuts deep is instead Sirens wed like a siren's croissant Chasing the high, but the fall's too long Look through the alleys, eyes on the prize Every block's a minefield, my compromise Dismissed with rain on this urban grave Fighting for money, we crave Drill light, we slide through the pain 808's booming like the Reaper's chain High as snapping, hearts racing fast Violence in the air shadows from the past We ride or die no peace in these walls Street kings crowned and the devils afloat On endless nights where the weak get devoured In this trap infernal, powers are towered Pausing the chaos, through the way to the crown Lost brothers buried, but their spirits are ground Is this glory or just a cycle of chains? Voices in my head screaming through the rains One more mission, one more scar to bear In the heart of stone, do we even care? In this trap infernal, powers are towered Dawn breaks bloody on the empire we built Thrones made of rubble, soaked in the guilt Young bloods rising, repeating the script Cycle of fire no easy exit I pin these bars from the edge of the brink Where love turns to hate in the blink of an eye Ops in the rearview, calling it strike But we strike thunder, the streetlights spike Emotional wreckage, hidden in the flex Poets all trapped in the soldier's vex This drill's symphony, roaring untamed Etched in the concrete, forever proclaim Drill light, we slide through the pain 808's booming like the Reaper's chain High as snapping, hearts racing fast Violence in the air shadows from the past We ride or die no peace in these walls Street kings crowned in the devil's applause Longest nights, where do we get the vote? In this trap infernal powers are towered We ride or die no peace in these walls We ride or die no peace in these walls Street kings crowned in the devil's applause Street kings crowned in the devil's applause Longest nights, where do we get the vote? In this trap infernal powers are towered We ride or die no peace in these walls In this trap infernal, powers are towered Longest nights, where do we get the vote? Longest nights, where do we get the vote? In this trap infernal, powers are towered