Chuck Cobain, Don Dinero - Fear Street, Vol. 1 Lyrics

Dirty cops locol ops
You feel a way then take
A shot
Fear Street kill the biggest ops
Fear Street move you out ya spot Peace is at a all time low murder always on the rise You either like that
Or you not
Running straight up in ya spot
You got heart, you spin my block
Now you tied all up in knots
Oppy boy shot up the spot
Then I went and grabbed my glock got intel on other ops
Savage issues
Weapons issued
Tinted windows
Mercenaries and dementos
You not from here then don't come here
Something you ain't tryna get into Bounty on that boy he done
Don't call till the job is done
Demons out here spilling blood Demons posted in the cut
You could by walk by if you want
Killas always on the verse this shit is normal fuck the purge
You on ya 24th hour
Be a man or be a coward
We could surge em or just burn em
Ask grim reaper what's the verdict This Ain't elm street we don't run
With freddy this is Fear Street
All the dead go to pet semetary

Send a word get you dead
Paint ya whole blocc red
If I said it then I said it you could meet the infrared
Yea, gang full of demons
Looking for a reason
Just, 1 sign nigga stop ya fuccin heart breathing
Really with the shits, desire only peace
Word of wise I was you wouldn't wanna wake the beast
Shit, slept 8 summers think I wanna feast
Been, long time nigga I done let em off the leash
See you wanted my attention now ya death is the focus
Fucced up now nigga, I'ma spin give you the notice
On sight when we meet prize handle business
When I blixk niggas finish
Never critical/intensive
Dinero & Cobain always staying with the heat
Just, careful how you move nigga this is Fear Street
Dinero & Cobain always staying with the heat
Just, careful how you move nigga this is fuccin Fear Street what!