SNY - Vendetta (Night Drive Music)

Wolves hunt at night, night, night, night
So, Backstreet smoke, cold concrete, old debts walk on silent feet
No loose lips, no open flame, real name carry a heavier name
They watch my steps counting my scars one in my seat one in my cars
But hungry wolves don't beg for bread they take the road the weak ones dread
W-w-w-wolves hunt at night