Dlek Streets All Amped Lyrics
Streets All Amped by dälek
[Hook]
Cause we all holding on by the thinnest of strands
Met my pound with open palm, then your people's my man
Reminisce to back when beef was settled hand-to-hand
Shystie muthafuckas got these streets all amped
[Verse 1]
Scripts to fracture sternum
Speech dropped octaves
As they drop knots on truth you 'tempt to sell them
Filled to brim with venom
First thought's to end them
Second seek survival at base levels
Targets? I got several
Apprehensive actions took minor infractions
and turned them into felonies
Next auction of melagnined set to start at Sotheby's
Job growth gets college graduates aprons at Applebee's
Happily concede, but never to that thief
Plant seeds of revolution every time we speak
For every one MC there's a million Whiteboys that burned your last LP
Better wax than wood crosses...
Best we cut our losses
Seek refuge in tunes from past decades
Display same rage
Magnified by malignant movements of this day and age.
[Hook]
Cause we all holding on by the thinnest of strands
Met my pound with open palm, then your people's my man
Reminisce to back when beef was settled hand-to-hand
Shystie muthafuckas got these streets all amped
[Verse 2]
I keep my fam close
Go for throat when you approach
Fuck hope, live at end of frayed noosed rope
Quote scholars in attempt to fulfill prophecies
Those "sorry"s won't amend for ancestral atrocities
Watching me won't relieve those deep rooted fears
Out the corner of my eye seen your image come clear
Revered traits, betrayed by your frail chest plate
A timid tongue speaks words force fed from wooden spoon
Demented dialog consumes
Took five steps back to retune
Knowing full well what darker days loom
learned to read horizon
In hopes to watch our final sunrise
As sun sets on mankind
Entertained by vain aspect of my kind
Poorly educated in corrupt paradigm
Pointless situation since we all just dumb, deaf, and blind.
[Hook]
Cause we all holding on by the thinnest of strands
Met my pound with open palm, then your people's my man
Reminisce to back when beef was settled hand-to-hand
Shystie muthafuckas got these streets all amped
Cause we all holding on by the thinnest of strands
Met my pound with open palm, then your people's my man
Reminisce to back when beef was settled hand-to-hand
Shystie muthafuckas got these streets all amped
[Verse 1]
Scripts to fracture sternum
Speech dropped octaves
As they drop knots on truth you 'tempt to sell them
Filled to brim with venom
First thought's to end them
Second seek survival at base levels
Targets? I got several
Apprehensive actions took minor infractions
and turned them into felonies
Next auction of melagnined set to start at Sotheby's
Job growth gets college graduates aprons at Applebee's
Happily concede, but never to that thief
Plant seeds of revolution every time we speak
For every one MC there's a million Whiteboys that burned your last LP
Better wax than wood crosses...
Best we cut our losses
Seek refuge in tunes from past decades
Display same rage
Magnified by malignant movements of this day and age.
[Hook]
Cause we all holding on by the thinnest of strands
Met my pound with open palm, then your people's my man
Reminisce to back when beef was settled hand-to-hand
Shystie muthafuckas got these streets all amped
[Verse 2]
I keep my fam close
Go for throat when you approach
Fuck hope, live at end of frayed noosed rope
Quote scholars in attempt to fulfill prophecies
Those "sorry"s won't amend for ancestral atrocities
Watching me won't relieve those deep rooted fears
Out the corner of my eye seen your image come clear
Revered traits, betrayed by your frail chest plate
A timid tongue speaks words force fed from wooden spoon
Demented dialog consumes
Took five steps back to retune
Knowing full well what darker days loom
learned to read horizon
In hopes to watch our final sunrise
As sun sets on mankind
Entertained by vain aspect of my kind
Poorly educated in corrupt paradigm
Pointless situation since we all just dumb, deaf, and blind.
[Hook]
Cause we all holding on by the thinnest of strands
Met my pound with open palm, then your people's my man
Reminisce to back when beef was settled hand-to-hand
Shystie muthafuckas got these streets all amped