Lyrics:
Who put all this violence in my head?
I don't know why my friends itchy and scratchy are dead but if you
See me walking down the street I'm
Dazed
bling
Hey hey what's happening
As I walk down the street
I look at my feet
There's too much bubblegum
Can I have some
In all the commotion
I grab a slice
didn't choose this bloody path
Born in poverty that's the straight fact
Kids go hungry who's to blame
They hit the food banks you dine at Sat Baines
Apex
wait to make an enemy out of me
I’m not one to let them down, I’m waiting in the wings
Riot in the streets
Smells of gasoline
Cops out on the scene
Must
moving to the top like a walk down the street
You can get a second chance not a second life
So imma count the bands and let the days go by
I been feeling
Some things only come with justice
I walk the streets at night and see all the hunger in their faces, with struggle we can go places
To never speak but
want someone to make some trouble,
Please don't go away.
The fun has just begun
That is what you say
You wearing my old rock t-shirt,
Cause You forgot
I'm walking down the street
The road lamps keep company
The sound of my footsteps
Marks the time I'm traveling
If you think about the hours that fly
Break away break away break away break away
This stick was signed by jean belliveau so don't fucking tell me where
To fucking go
On Sunday afternoon
surprised, should of seen that niggas eyes
Public figure, I can't shop no more
But I still go shopping with the thingy by my side
I can't holla first, I got
This place is going dead.
So snap our picture let's go down outside, you're so perfect in pink.
Black bracelet, I could never forget so let's
torches
In their chariots like
"Don't listen to Jay-Z that
Supports the terrorists!"
You gotta understand people Iraq is strong
They got 2 headed soldiers
Youngin with a quarter ounce tryna turn into meech
At 13 lost first homie to the streets
By 14 I always kept a shooter next to me
At 15 I was runnin
To shoo the fox off from his cart
The crow swooped down and snatched a shortbread cookie
And a German chocolate tart
Using most unfriendly words
That
Ride or die nigga case closed
If it's black or white like a street code
Think its time for us to go beast mode
Hit they pockets up and reload
If they
brought a friend
So she wasn't alone
They come by the pair
Like go get you a clone
They smile in your face
Really wish You was gone
I dont kno he might tell
to hiding
I just wish this shit would change
Its always shots and sirens
Lots of violence
War machines on city streets
Im from west pomona
That shits like
Those days are gone forever
I should just let them go but-
I can see you
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got that top pulled down and that
know?
Those days are gone forever
I should just let them go, but
I can see you
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got that top pulled down
scary
Shootin shit more deadly
Than the lead that was in my belly
Nightmares on your street
Like I am Kruger Freddy
So grab your bitch and hold her tight
There is a woman
Who lives in this town
That has my heart
Held in her hand
I see her in the
Streets every day
But I can't find
The words
She is such a good girl
Livin' down the street
Workin' in the diner
At the local brewery
She's married to this man
For reasons I can only guess
together when it was supposed to
Man it's Guapo
Got to go out with a banger
Ain't too many real niggas left but I been that from the jump
Imma say just how
all 3's in
You don't know the story its behind the scene
We came from the streets by any means
Robbin is necessarily so give me that watch mothafucka
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