[Sample: Fat Joe - Fat Joe & Punisher Freestyle]Power from the street lights[Intro: Vulture Voltaire]Yeah! Uh huh, uh huh, uh huhUh, right, let the beat rideYeah, uh, yeah, yeah[Verse 1: Vulture Voltaire]There's power in your street light and nothing in you streets, yeahSo you want to fence about it, you know you dancin' these daysIntensity don't even make me tenseAnd she can't ask my moms about it, talk to my pops about itYeah, I watched every thought balloon pop and stillYou living in the dark about itStill sing with your radio and you only use your mouth for thatMy throat swells from the rapsLike a swollen tongue and lips that stay chapped, I'm like, yeahYeah, my generation got clownedAnd still my surroundings can't even make a soundYou say you can't find the words and I sayYeah, I've stolen more than one from your lost and foundLooking at my like[Chorus: Vulture Voltaire]Don't make a (shhh), don't make a soundLook at me nervous, got your finger on your mouth, likeDon't make a (shhh), don't make a soundBut 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 soYou 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 soYou don't have to be so shy[Verse 2: Vulture Voltaire]They got it all, give you nothingClaim that it works that wayHey, cause power got you paidPower zip, sour lips and get a tyrant 50 holes up in his brainDepends on the way you complainI see the style, yeahWe take it easy cause we raised that wayStraight lazy stuck in the same hazeThe way you killin' time crazyWays to keep livin' the same dayShot, shacked up and safe, maybeBut maybe, you're a sucker and it lives in your bloodSo maybe it'll be the same for your babies, change itI said what I meant, I'm making sense with all of my breath spent, manCause rap shit don't even make me rent[Chorus: Vulture Voltaire]Don't make a (shhh) don't make a soundLook at me nervous, got your finger on your mouthLike 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 blocksAnd laugh at the city copsWhy? 'Cause they idiotsI ride on the city bus, on the city blocksAnd laugh at the city copsWhy? Yo, why not?(Shy, shy, shy, there's no need to beShy, shy, shy)
