Lyrics:
Project Baby
Section 8
On the corner boy
I won't sugar coat, I let the whole world know
Where would I be if I didn't run these streets
If I
This is nothing problems
The true definition of goin' hard
No games
This is hundreds of bodies
In the streets when we bang
Cause this is live
[Layzie:]
I never did have no love for the system man
Them laws ain't built to protect me
I'm just a nigga tryin ta live the american dream
When you wanna
""From broken homes and shattered hopes All the streets are filled with pain Nothing to live to The devil sells broken dreams Rise fall crash and I
about what we share. the physics can't be done by
number, and they be watching, and they give awards, and
one by one we got to live on that,
And then she lets her long hair down
Lit by the world that's going round
She's just a girl on a street
She's just a girl on a street
She's just a girl
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
You had the powder you put on your feet
We had that powder you sniff in your nose
My niggas live by the code
I listen to Rich, I don't listen
and go live yo dreams
The streets still got yo back get it by any means
The streets got yo back go get it just by any means
The streets got yo back go
Soundtrackmack
Million on this maplewood track
They dumping
Back then it was a push
Hoop dreams was over
Turn to the streets for bucks
Stax had a formula
Now put
Born to run
I was born to dream
The craziest boy you ever seen
I gotta do it my way
Or no way at all
Now I'ma run it up
They think they down with us
It's the tales of a young wetback
And wetback is the label that I'm given
By a bunch of parasites that are living
Wealthy and rich in the heavens
While
the streets in rain
I don’t ever care bout what you say
Hallucinations come into play
I’ll never know my true way
Every action has consequences
They may leave
with every pledge that I set for me
I feel more blemishes where I tread on the cement streets
I feel the noises the hugs and pain but I've yet to grieve
make em turn the news on
Its one, 2 3 in the seat,
Like Mike let 6 of em ring in the street
Don't let that 4 5 come by seeking the heat and make magic
Spurned by the gods and society tethered to the fringe
Dreams banal, ambition falls, no prosperity
Idle brains crave escape and seek psychedelics
I
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, memories erased
I hope they’ll be here for a eternity
So they can never get replace
By a person not like you
shit had my mind twisted
She with me until it's finished
Clean shit up but ain't no dentist
It's a dream how we living but the streets put me in feelings
fuck it I'ma jump is not a bluff
hard to believe in dreams, when nightmares are in the lead
where getting by is a state of mind too hard to conceive
I touched my goals with a sight and a beam
Killing shit is exciting to me
It aint gone happen if i didnt agree MLK Btich ima fight for my dreams
I
It was a Cylinder
It was a spear-y night
I was up in arms
I wasn't feeling right
I felt so taken apart
Piece by boring piece
I felt no comfort in
this the only song not about streets, just words from a heart from a damned young teen,
We went through the struggles yes u and me and we gonna make it
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