Brooklyn Under Fire

In Brooklyn, I′m rapid

Smoke in the air as I move through the block

Concrete on my sneakers

Sirens behind me, I'm watching the cops

Hands on my hoodie, but eyes on the coins

The night is alive

Every step live, every throat sharp

Just tryna survive

Brooklyn under fire

I keep my head low and my rhythm high

Through the smoke and the sirens, I′m still alive

Brooklyn under fire

When the pressure comes, I never fold

I keep rapping

To the chaos, heart cold

What came from a shootout?

Well, it's tearing the silence apart

I hear the echo of danger

But I carry my pain in my art

Streetlights fake, the shadows drop

But I don't lose my pace

Every bar is a bulletproof shield

Every line keep my face

Regret undefined

I keep my head low, my rhythm high

Through the smoke and the sirens, I'm still alive

Regret undefined

When the pressure comes, I never fold

I keep rappin' through the chaos, hardcore