Lyrics:
in 1991, just a happy child
Playing beneath the summer sun
A vacant lost his playground, by 12 he's got a gun
The odds are bet against him, junior
Cardi, yeah
Cardi, yeah
Another one
Cardi, yeah, yeah, yeah
DJ Khaled
They say my time is almost up, tell them bitches, "Wish, wish"
All these hoes
'Cause these crackers tryin to take a nigga life and they rights
I'm surrounded by fake-ass crooks
They swear they kingpins but don't have money on they
for these racist wars
A lie's fed by these TV whores
I know it's more to news fake the truth
We break through won't lose we move with Public Enemy
It's a dogs life loving you baby
But you love someone else
Now he's moved by basket
I'd like to put him in a casket
I'll wear my best collar to his
and spiritually
Actually, I'm rippin' your anatomy
Cause literally you be in the cemetery
I'm about to throw a shout-out to my peeps
Dedicated to the DJ's that
the streets
Side by side, watchin' hustles, now she blazed like the streets
This is for my women living in the struggle
Getting brought into this world
the streets
Side by side, watchin' hustles, now she blazed like the streets
This is for my women living in the struggle
Getting brought into this world
myself on a front porch
I'll go back to the land where the sky is orange
In San Luis
San Luis
I won't forget these
Memories
one, gun by my side as I mob through the beach
On a mission and I'm fishin' for my DJ Warren G
Now I as I look for the bud sack
And see where my loves
since I'd hardly stopped
And it was in Paris France somehow by chance that I took the Bible out
And as I flipped the pages I saw these words and I
'Cause the game could be detrimental to ya boy."
I Silver Surf the city circuit, forever lurkin on the street surface
I spit blood for blood verses
that look for trouble
And live in the street with rank
No better picture to paint than me walking from bible study
And called his homies because he
You know by now, I want it more than anything
If I walk away and just let you leave
You'll be stuck in my head like a melody
I know you want it
Ketel One, stumblin' to the car
But I don't wanna leave 'cause it's too crunk
And these girls got a lotta junk in the trunk
Red bones (Red bones), black
of something big happening
And by the madder alleys
And the streets have ceased
And still the shadows haunt the avenue
The silence is deafening
Ever since
(survive)
(Oh, these dreams are forever)
War is in the streets and it's an eye for an eye (eye)
Run on for your life or you can dance, you can die (die)
of a master
Yo something in the street went, bang bang
Making it hard for you to do your thang thang
Something in the street went bang bang
Up in
'Cause the game could be detrimental to ya boy"
I Silver Surf the city circuit, forever lurkin on the street surface
I spit blood for blood verses
don't nobody cap on
Slap on some D-R-E
Or some funky ass shit by the D-O double-G-Y D-O double-G
Real G's who drop ki's, protect these N-U-T's, so
One night in Kansas City after we had played the show
Shots rang out as I stumbled home
So I hid behind a dumpster in an alley down the street
I
There is a melody bumpin' in my head
Into my life and into my dream
I see these people jumpin' in the street
And everybody just dance and sing
that's free game for all you thousand airs
It's funny sour D's will smell sweet
All these niggas think they sell them on Canal Street
I'm sittin' twelve
the last six years I've lived through terror
And in the darkened streets the pain
Oh, how I long to find some solace
In my mind I curse the strain
So
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