Drugs in the Hood by Sascha Ende

LYRICS

[Intro]
Yeah…
Shadow on the block, can’t run, can’t hide,
Every second tickin’ like a countdown, live.
Heart rate rapid, panic in my vein,
Life in the gutter, I’m addicted to the pain.

[Verse 1]
Pills on the counter, I’m poundin’, surrounded, the sirens are soundin’, they huntin’ me down,
Powder I’m weighin’, I’m prayin’, I’m playin’ with death in the alley, the king with no crown.
Fiends on the corner, they barter, they order the poison, they swallow, they fade into grey,
Cop cars stalkin’, chalk lines talkin’, another one lost and they lock it away.

Chain reaction, veins collapsin’, brain distractin’, hate compactin’,
Pain attackin’, never slackin’, streets are crackin’, deals are stackin’.
Mama cryin’, children dyin’, dealers lyin’, leaders blind,
Every prayer, it disappears, I bleed in rhymes to keep my mind.

[Chorus]
I can’t escape these streets tonight,
Drugs in my system, I’m losin’ the fight.
Shadows whisper, pull me inside,
Lost in the darkness, nowhere to hide.

Blood on the pavement, tears in the rain,
Every high numb, every low the same.
Voices haunt me, cut through my brain,
Fuck it, I’m broken, addicted to pain.

[Verse 2]
Needle injection, direction correction, deception infection, my section is cursed,
Every confession, aggression, obsession, depression, expression, I’m spittin’ the worst.
Trap house burnin’, block still turnin’, cops still learnin’ we don’t bow down,
Life in the system, fuck that prison, we still risin’, hold this crown.

Ashes to ashes, vein collapses,
Cash exchanges, death in stashes.
Dark transactions, factions clashin’,
Gunshots flashin’, habits lastin’.

God ain’t here, He cut the line,
Devil’s contract, signed in brine.
Every night, I spit that crime,
Every rhyme — my lifeline.

[Chorus]
I can’t escape these streets tonight,
Drugs in my system, I’m losin’ the fight.
Shadows whisper, pull me inside,
Lost in the darkness, nowhere to hide.

Blood on the pavement, tears in the rain,
Every high numb, every low the same.
Voices haunt me, cut through my brain,
Fuck it, I’m broken, addicted to pain.

[Verse 3]
Hustle in the gutter, I’m cuttin’ through the static,
Automatic habits, every line is problematic.
Bullets in the chamber, danger on demand,
Blood on the pavement, money in the hand.

Concrete jungle, struggle in the veins,
Every block echoes with the sound of chains.
Shots in the distance, children duck low,
Another name carved where the candles glow.

Power corrupted, streets eruptin’,
Dreams disrupted, lives abducted.
Anger pumpin’, system dumpin’,
Hunger huntin’, demons thumpin’.

Rap my weapon, I blast through fear,
Words like bullets, they pierce the ear.
Every verse fire, I make that clear,
No escape route — we’re trapped right here.

[Bridge]
Pop one — mind gone.
Smoke thick — nights long.
Heart cold — lights gone.
Fight hard — die strong.

[Chorus]
I can’t escape these streets tonight,
Drugs in my system, I’m losin’ the fight.
Shadows whisper, pull me inside,
Lost in the darkness, nowhere to hide.

Blood on the pavement, tears in the rain,
Every high numb, every low the same.
Voices haunt me, cut through my brain,
Fuck it, I’m broken, addicted to pain.