[Lyric] Shhhy (Food For Animals)

[Sample: Fat Joe - Fat Joe & Punisher Freestyle]
Power from the street lights

[Intro: Vulture Voltaire]
Yeah! Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Uh, right, let the beat ride
Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Vulture Voltaire]
There's power in your street light and nothing in you streets, yeah
So you want to fence about it, you know you dancin' these days
Intensity don't even make me tense
And she can't ask my moms about it, talk to my pops about it
Yeah, I watched every thought balloon pop and still
You living in the dark about it
Still sing with your radio and you only use your mouth for that
My throat swells from the raps
Like a swollen tongue and lips that stay chapped, I'm like, yeah
Yeah, my generation got clowned
And still my surroundings can't even make a sound
You say you can't find the words and I say
Yeah, I've stolen more than one from your lost and found
Looking at my like
[Chorus: Vulture Voltaire]
Don't make a (shhh), don't make a sound
Look at me nervous, got your finger on your mouth, like
Don't make a (shhh), don't make a sound
But you don't have to be so shy (shy) shy (shy)
You don't have to be so shy (shy) shy (shy)
Shy (shy) shy (shy)
Shy (shy) shy (shy)
You don't have to be so
You don't have to be so shy (shy) shy (shy)
Shy (shy) shy (shy)
You don't have to be so shy (shy) shy (shy)
Shy (shy) shy (shy)
Shy (shy) shy (shy)
You don't have to be so
You don't have to be so shy

[Verse 2: Vulture Voltaire]
They got it all, give you nothing
Claim that it works that way
Hey, cause power got you paid
Power zip, sour lips and get a tyrant 50 holes up in his brain
Depends on the way you complain
I see the style, yeah
We take it easy cause we raised that way
Straight lazy stuck in the same haze
The way you killin' time crazy
Ways to keep livin' the same day
Shot, shacked up and safe, maybe
But maybe, you're a sucker and it lives in your blood
So maybe it'll be the same for your babies, change it
I said what I meant, I'm making sense with all of my breath spent, man
Cause rap shit don't even make me rent
[Chorus: Vulture Voltaire]
Don't make a (shhh) don't make a sound
Look at me nervous, got your finger on your mouth
Like don't make a (shhh) don't make a sound

[Outro: Vulture Voltaire]
That's why I ride on the city bus, on the city blocks
And laugh at the city cops
Why? 'Cause they idiots
I ride on the city bus, on the city blocks
And laugh at the city cops
Why? Yo, why not?
(Shy, shy, shy, there's no need to be
Shy, shy, shy)