Nasty North ft Fresco P

(Fresco P Intro) We got the power to move// And the hour to choose// And a joint to keep it live// And if you down with LordQuest and the homeboy Fres// Everybody say alright// (LordQuest Verse 1) The dark streets//  Is painting an artist// This world is a trench// So marching to hard beats// The sound of a dog bark// To hearing the hawk screech// This city is zoo and we living amongst beasts// These criminals, young thieves// To prostitutes slinging on young street// Its colors of the spectrum that we leaving to run streets// The winter months are cold, so they generate gun heat// The words of a gangster, letting them guns speak// Tts sounding like drum beats, a full metal rain// Beware the closing doors, when boarding the train// Violence and envy is boar in your brain// Get plucked from this world like a chord made of strings// The silence is calm but its strange// These players got tools to bend the rules// And make you forfeit the game// Abominable snowmen and yetis leave you jacked in the frost// Welcome to the nasty north// (Fresco P Hook) Yo if T.Dot run this shit let me hear you say hell yeah// Yo if T.Dot run this shit let me hear you say hell yeah// If T.Dot run this shit let me hear you say hell yeah// Yo if T.Dot run this shit let me hear you say hell yeah// Say hell yeah// Say hell yeah// Say hell yeah// (LordQuest Verse 2) The 4th biggest city// We gun bust tremendous// These thugs are relentless// So violence is endless// Caging the beasts we designing these fences// To keep your mind blown redefining the senseless// Rush hour starts when the timing is dead six// Transit and cars all align in a dead mix// Kids can't play in the streets it ain't safe// Red dot will end they life like the end of a sentence// Tagged in the mix like a twitter blog mention// The pricing of gas is the topic that's trending// There so many struggling to find work for days// A bed worth to lay// While our earth decays// Transit operator caught sending text messages// While government official spend money to cause questioning// This is my city which I love with every ounce of my heart// Welcome to the nasty north// (Fresco P Hook)