Harlem Spartans
These Streets Are Hot
[Intro: Active & TG Millian]
Spartan
Really believed that he's that tough
I can't be no judge
For them, I spill blood
Convicted tug
These streets are hot
Spartan
These neeks are washed
Man run every time that they see my soul
How can I call man opp?
(Ayy, where you goin' with this, Craze?)

[Chorus: TG Millian & Active]
These-these-these streets are hot (Hot)
These neeks are washed (Washed)
Man run every time that they see my soul, how can I call man opp? (Opp)
Con-convicted tug, judge, I can't be no judge
Who got poked? That's none of my business, who got shot? (Who got shot?)
These-these-these streets are hot (Hot)
These neeks are washed (Washed)
Man run every time that they see my soul, how can I call man opp? (Opp)
Con-convicted tug, judge, I can't be no judge
Who got poked? That's none of my business, who got shot? (Who got shot? Spartan)

[Verse 1: Active]
Let me tell you 'bout the meanin', life on the line for the ones that I love
I still get sentenced for my dargs dem above
I miss them, for them, I spill blood
He lied to himself so much
He really believed that he's that tough (Tough)
Now I gotta be the man to remind him, in this ting, he's just a pup (Pup)
Bare-bare new yutes involved in the war
I-I don't even know who I gotta look for
Street n***a, don't abide by law
Why'd you think we're locked behind doors?
Tryna put paigons in morgues (Morgues)
Down-down-down for the cause for sure
[Verse 2: Herc300]
Start-start-started off beefin' two blocks
Circlin' both and clapped out town got him mad
Got in some beef with some old-school fans
Tryna-tryna bump into them old-school man
And it started with us, not an old-school gang
Kick-kickin' down ****, bro-bro, it's a flashback
It's day and night
Got it, spot 'em, got 'em, nearly turned him to a hashtag
And I'm deep in the ends like Lalor Street (Lalor Street)
On the curb, on the shit concrete
Box gone on the strip, five days, not a week
And I hit my sales, KP's backstreet
Got-gotta had a whoosh and a block in case, so they come like Vikings, evade our space
Do it like the English and chase 'em away
Free Star and L Boy, they're some known nutcase

[Chorus: TG Millian]
These-these-these streets are hot (Hot)
These neeks are washed (Washed)
Man run every time that they see my soul, how can I call man opp? (Opp)
Con-convicted tug, judge, I can't be no judge
Who got poked? That's none of my business, who got shot? (Who got shot?)

[Verse 3: Blanco]
Con-convicted
Yeah, they stay by the Vauxhall bridges
Bro-bro did a drill and he cut his nails, them man just fake acrylics
Vanish, opps see action, take that stain right out, it's not a smidget
Diz-diz-dizziness won't stop my bro from throwin' up and spinnin'
Hand-hand signs, they ain't hearin' a thing (Thing)
Voices keep me sane, I've seen 'nough pain, I ain't seen a shrink (Seen a shrink)
Washin' all these accolades, free Ski and I'm seein' em sink (Seein' 'em sink)
You'll-you'll miss by seein' it blink
Sign my life away in contract, but you won't see it in ink (Ink)
[Verse 4: TG Millian]
Really-really-really hot in the field, any opp show teet' like grills (Teet' like grills)
Six years in the can, all now they can't give man appeal (Give man appeal)
Bod-body flesh got cooked in the beef (Cooked in the beef)
Neek-neeky to take that L (That L)
Run-run, don't think when you see me, dummy as, dummy as hell (Dummy as hell)
Tell-tellin' a tale
Ringin' a bit, done-done in a bell
Grip-grip and dig it, the blood and the smell (Blood and the smell)
Trip in the mission, deny and defell
Stay-stay clutch and he like to Dutch
Call-up-phone ringin' like retail (Retail)
A creed where no one tells for a time in the jail (Jail)

[Chorus: TG Millian]
These-these-these streets are hot (Hot)
These neeks are washed (Washed)
Man run every time that they see my soul, how can I call man opp? (Opp)
Con-convicted tug, judge, I can't be no judge
Who got poked? That's none of my business, who got shot? (Who got shot?)
These-these-these streets are hot (Hot)
These neeks are washed (Washed)
Man run every time that they see my soul, how can I call man opp? (Opp)
Con-convicted tug, judge, I can't be no judge
Who got poked? That's none of my business, who got shot? (Who got shot?)