Haddy Racks presents “Streets No More” featuring Pyro, produced by Buda and Grandz from the Bronx lyricist’s upcoming Resumé album. As many of the songs on Resumé succeed in doing, “Streets No More” brings to life a hustler’s range of intensity, hunger and raw emotion that lies beneath a cool exteri...
[Verse 1]
I'm going hard cause the rent can't be a date late
Its drama in my hood, my moms said I need to vacate
Late nights early morning or til the day break
I be feeling like Bishop with the chrome tres-8
Niggas a' clap you so keep the heat close
All they trying to do is see how many likes is on yo rest in peace post (uhhhh)
Shout out my nigga Pito he had the raw bedico
He had the work all up in his peacoat (Pitoooo!)
My lil homie Dolo took a bullet to his head
Ima never hear him speak no more
My brother Reem son the feds gave him 25 years
He might never see these streets no more
I'll scar ya face Pacino style
Walk u thru the hood naked with the chopper on you Nino style
Silnce the pistol, won't be no sound
From the error of boy george never going out like Nino Brown Racksssss!
[Chorus: Pyro Traxx)
See hate lives forever, and I go for mines
They lead you into the light then try to rob you blind ahhh-aaah
You will never see me weak no more
We may never ever speak no more
I do for me and mine only, the streets gone ride
I look you dead in the mirror, you could watch yaself die -ahhhhh
Shit ain't never gone be peace no more
We may never ever speak no more
[Verse 2]
Yo I grew up on a city block where niggas shot dice and pulled loot out
Beefed over ass, bettin, then we had shootouts
Where niggas a let the heat speak first
And have ya whole hood walking round wearing rest in peace t-shirts
Where the killers is lettin 4-4's pop
Pumpin metal in the police, turn him into robocop
Them crooked cops switch my rituals
Now I do my dirt in a tuxedo since black hoodies is so predictable
I'm shining bright, this designer life, scratching up my moms china white, weighing up some china white
Giving dimes the pipe like a plumber, my block full of gunners
Niggas lose they life every summer
It ain't appeasing - them niggas you gave the shirt off ya back a' walk past you overdressed while you freezing
These snake niggas eatin - the ones you gave the shirt off ya back a walk past you while you freezing
Racksss!
[Chorus: Pyro Traxx]
See hate lives forever, and I go for mines
They lead you into the light then try to rob you blind ahhh-aaah
You will never see me weak no more
We may never ever speak no more
I do for me and mine only, the streets gone ride
I look you dead in the mirror, you could watch yaself die -ahhhhh
Shit ain't never gone be peace no more
We may never ever speak no more
Streets No More was written by Pyro_traxx & Haddy Racks.
Streets No More was produced by Buda & Grandz.
Haddy Racks released Streets No More on Thu May 12 2016.