Lyrics:
we all
Just headed for doom?
Still consumed by the beast?
And I know there'll never be peace
That's why I keep my pistol
When I walk the streets
‘Cause
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the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you
you back and swim
I want your taste on my tongue
Won't you warm my bones within
Reveal yourself to me
On this dark and empty street
Oh you can feel
repetitive
Although I ain't your blood or your cous', it's all relative
I got a gang of rhymes
And Tones' beats is banging
We moving through the streets
empty
I wish I was there with Karrar that night
I can't believe he gone this shit don't feel right
I want to be alone by my self at night damn so empty
Every day in the street,
My heat too hard, I'm scared
Fah real
Every day in the street,
My heat too hard, I'm scared
Fah real
Every day in
everything broken
Ch'yeah boy, no money no friends
Just live to fight another day
At night the rats come out to play
In the trash, empty streets where
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
come undone
When the lights turn on in the streets tonight, and the moon hangs low in the empty sky
I'll be thinking of you, wondering why I'm
Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast
And I know, there'll never be peace (never)
That's why I keep my pistol when I walk the streets
'Cause
they watch, and wait for his coming
With fear they wait, for his going, hope receding
The empty streets , silent, not a voice to be heard
The empty
wanna live, it is what it is
Let him DIE if he wanna DIE, empty out the clip
Let em live if he wanna live, it is what it is
Let him DIE if he wanna DIE,
these Hoes reconsider you
I make ya bitches wanna cut you Off By roger get lost
Then I share ya hoe wit all my Dogs
Then I share that hoe wit all my
Right now me feel empty
Jah know me feel empty
Amount a pain me feel plenty
Not a thing nobody
Could do to help me
Cant come off this lonely road
own
And now I'm walking down empty streets
With the blues like oceans in my hands
And now I'm walking down empty streets
With the blues like oceans
empties his gun at the son of a bitch
And he's hit by the smell of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
Hit by
Never staying in at night
I keep banging, cumming right
Never faking, satisfied
Watch me move, I'm looking fine
Empty highways, open streets
No
I'm looking at the skyscrapers in the city 3 a.m. the streets are empty
Nothing but the sound of silence Distant now I hear some sirens
I'm alone,
I look for you
But I can't find
Anything I seek
In my own mind
On these empty streets
I look for a sign
But there's nothing to see
So I'll stay blind
with another dude
Street nigga so much to prove
Street nigga nothing to lose
You dropped out of school
You don’t abide by rules
Street nigga, sip
with another dude
Street nigga so much to prove
Street nigga nothing to lose
You dropped out of school
You don't abide by rules
Street nigga, sip
Kids on the street they are lost and confused
No guidance no hope just drugs to abuse
Gangs recruit them pledging of a family
But that is all a lie
Empty streets, tired eyes
Fog pierced by the bleeding lights
It looks the same as it did before
Only this time you ain't answering the door
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