Small Town Heartbreak

Shackles creep like some fire ops lurking That's why I run the wrong move It's over, survival's the only code It's over, survival's the only code Lost my breath at the ops solo No trust in sight, trigger hits Ready for the night But they folk with guns sing loud Big block, sick loyalty bleeds out in a trance on a pain Never look back, enemies drop We rise from the dirt, hood survival Every scar was dirtless No mercy shown, claim the throne Alone All the deals under flickering lights, pumping fast Fuel the endless fights, fake my smile Plotting the dog, I smell the snake The fleas are smiting through the walls I'm all armed up, rifles at me Make tears from the sky, I stand tall Watch the weak ones die proud Poverty chainsawed Where the crown ops creep close Think they got the drum, my aim's true Make the whole crew stop Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade Echoes fade