
Block The Sirens
kaosbreed· 3:21 · 33 plays · v3-preview
- party
- aggressive
- 2020s
- male vocalist
- trap
- dark
- phonk
- drill
- hardcore hip hop
- urban
- crime
- energetic
- speedcore
Lyrics
Intro
Yeah
Talk that shit
Fast as hell
Let's go
Verse 1
I came up where the rent get cut with a lie and a prayer and a busted front lock, where the hallway smelled like bleach and bad decisions and somebody always yelling through the thin-ass walls.
I learned quick, keep moving, keep your face hard, keep your hands busy, keep the door chained, keep your name out the mouths of fools who want a reason to drag you under.
I seen boys get chewed up by the block, seen girls hold the whole damn building together with a look and a package and a grin that never reached the eyes.
I'm not bragging, I'm bleeding out facts.
I been broke, I been cornered, I been one bad night from losing everything, so I talk sharp and I move mean and I don't trust pretty promises from nobody with empty pockets and a clean story.
Fuck that!
I want the truth with the dirt still on it, I want the room to go quiet when I step in, I want my people fed, I want my mother sleeping, I want the old fear to back the fuck up and stay there
Pre-Chorus
And the world don't hand you shit
It takes and takes and takes
So I spit with my jaw locked tight
Till the whole block shakes
Chorus
Block the sirens, block the sirens
Keep that heat off me
Block the sirens, block the sirens
Ain't no peace for free
Block the sirens, block the sirens
I'm still on my feet (still on my feet)
Block the sirens
Try and come for me
Verse 2
I seen the liquor turn a good man ugly, seen the powder eat a week in one night, seen a grin get bought and sold and traded like a damn receipt, seen promises vanish when the money ran thin, so don't tell me shit about loyalty if you fold when the bill hit, don't preach at me with your polished voice and your fake-ass rules while your hands stay clean and mine stay scraped raw.
I'm from the kind of place where every favor costs, every grin has teeth, every quiet minute means somebody plotting in the next room, and if I sound savage, good, that's the sound of a pulse that refused to quit when the whole damn world kept pushing the knife in deeper.
I'm still here, motherfucker!
With the scrape in my lungs and the weight on my back and the same old smoke in the air, and I'm turning that hurt into speed, turning that speed into proof, turning that proof into the kind of night you remember when you can't sleep
Pre-Chorus
And the world don't hand you shit
It takes and takes and takes
So I spit with my jaw locked tight
Till the whole block shakes
Chorus
Block the sirens, block the sirens
Keep that heat off me
Block the sirens, block the sirens
Ain't no peace for free
Block the sirens, block the sirens
I'm still on my feet (still on my feet)
Block the sirens
Try and come for me
Bridge
I don't need your fake concern
I don't need your clean damn hands
I learned survival from the floorboards, from the cracks, from the hunger, from the nights that wouldn't end, and every scar says I'm still alive, still moving, still mean enough to make it through
Final Chorus
Block the sirens, block the sirens
Keep that heat off me
Block the sirens, block the sirens
Ain't no peace for free
Block the sirens, block the sirens
I'm still on my feet (still on my feet)
Block the sirens
Try and come for me
Outro
Yeah
Fast mouth, hard life
Still here
Still loud
Still loud
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