DB3 - The Noise lyrics

[Intro: Chicago News] [Verse 1: DB3] Im from Chicago, the only city I know Where bullets fly n***as gotta duck like donald The only hood where n***as got mo' macs than Ronald And I dont like math, so I Dont want no problems So I might leave, please dont try me Im High G, I could cut a cloud and make the sky bleed Plus im clean, Like a new White T And my pants smoke weed, Call it good High Jean n***as got me stressed so im smoking on Irene Know a couple n***as live in vain like an IV Rappers claim they hitters but these n***as they are lying No Zodiac, but they bout to come sign me I leave bruised beats they be thinking that im Chinese The Noise is so frightning, Alot of n***as dying n***as take Defeat, they remind me of some Nikes Smoking weed in a fast car, im catching high speed Coppers all on our a**, so we steer fast Gas prices making us cry thats the tear gas Verses hot as hell and i ain't even met the devil yet Clip hanging out the side, the sh** look like a treble cleft n***as Bang But I Bam Bam, Where pebbles at Alot of rappers trying they just ain't up on my level yet With all this sh** goin on, suprisingly i been well When n***as take they last breathe thats how they end up in Hell [Verse 2: Neph] The block is hot, and thats word to the boys Lound pack on deck, Cover The Noise About a 5yr gettin shot in The bear of ya' eye n***a thats some sh** that could make a f**in grown man cry And I Dont wanna see that Constipation Under my Consolation With the world ending, what the need for all of the Gangstas All the stains that you hittin' that sh** is evaporating All these drills that you runnin' that sh** so aggravating Fruit of the Loom, a n***a lose whole banana clip Up in his f**in' hip for talking sh**, Some advocate for peace I traded for a another,i think that was the n***a i wanted for Big Brother These trigger happy n***as got me checking my surrounds Cole heard from Nas but Ye' you let me down And No this ain't no Pride thing i know you been around But this dont negate fact that every second souls are found [Chorus: Austra- The Noise} The Noise [x8] [Verse 3: Just Neal] Uh, This Chicago The City of the Noise Boyz turn 2 Men like Wanya, when they get a hold of toys I hear The Noise of hittin' stains I need that, I ain't no Lame Gettin' bodied over Mikes, The Shoe hype is insane Everybody dont struggle, Everybody not Blessed Lifes A test and sh** the Chi, Got us set up for a F 28 schools cut to help the budget on a Stadium My city f**ed up, Gas us up like an Arabian Im blowing on Citgo, f**in' with the high route Surrounded by some low lifes tryna f** with me for my Clout My city hot, thats no doubt, These youngins hot headed Profiled cause they dreaded Ain't no hope where they headed They be lurking on the block, 30 shot in a Nine Catch a Opp, Wack a Opp, Ain't no conscience in his mind My nigas boomin down the nine, i i never judge they grind Just know that bein bout that life is a short life line n***as still inside the field, but no cotton pickin' take place Instead we pickin' Opps off and picking up a Murder Case Casings, Yellow Tape, Pigs searching for a Lead But we embrace the Code of Silence Let the violence proceed Another Day, Another Gamble All the proof within this Sample Pouring liquor, lightin' candles I can't handle The Noise Drillinois, Chiraq, Hear The Noise dont lack This a Revolution n***a, only God got our Back Amen [Outro: Kid Cudi-REVOFEV] Where Will You Be For The Revolution?