Lyrics:
that you was feelin' mad
I coulda talked you outta that
But never will I see you again
Nor will your kids
Nor will your family or your friends
Its
to teach you that the streets is the devil
Everybody's dishonest, different
Which means that we're dying by livin'
Oblivious to the time that we're given
blowin'
And leave a nigga somewhere lonely with his heart showin'
When we all knowin' that Wheezy have never been fake
The metal will spray and let
words wreck
I'm a Psycho, ill with the voco-loco
Heard a sick pedo noco noco by coasta logo
Gas mask with the gangsta strollo
Got a piece that will
or 12, a deck of cards, my blurry vision brings out the stars
Hidden by the city lights
We look over a river of mud
I silently will it to flood
Troubled tears, they'll land you there
Open your eyes it's all a disguise
The fear that you feel, is not real, not real
The fear that you feel, is
Street in a tickertape parade
I want to be there in that crown upon that bright, bright morning
And I can tell the world I saw a new day dawning
With my
by City Hall found that London
Has seen an increase of 71%
In victims of serious youth violence since 2012
The Mayor says this is linked
shit, nigga
ERYS does shit, we run the city
ERYS dies late last night
The street will eat you if you let your ego defeat you
With this I leave you
Feel like a painting in the rain
Fading away as time goes by
All that's left will be a stain
Losing myself for our last try
Too close to the sun
the ears get this ya brainses software'll glitches
Splatter your brains
Leave scattered remains of matter and stains
That'll explain how you was batterd
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
fast, it'll jerk your body
And we smokin' that Cali dro, totin' that Calico
Bird man and Kelly mami, let your body roll
No one will never know, what
with vigor
City streets hot like liquor
21 gun saluting, shootin' niggas from the roof and
Got nerve to mouth about it and the weight you claim you
The wrong slip in these streets and crackers had your life
Been had plenty of money, nigga, but never paid tithe
Nigga was caught up in this thuggin', I
And that mula's in this shit, man
I never had no dope like that before in my life, man
That's the heaviest shit I ever smoked, man
I mean, I
this gun busts
Oh you say you want war, nigga let's go
Bring the drama, that's on my momma
You don't wanna rumble
K dot will put you under)
Since
the streets
Cursed are the weak bite the hand that never feeds
rushed thoughts etched in grief
To the City College deceased may you rest in peace
To the families, I never meant to cause no pain
I know the truth, but
the city streets
The child's mind, haunted by the echoes of their screams
The boy cried but no one knew his name
His father's sword all that remained
and breezin on through
When you know that we will keep it together whatever, get the cheddar
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH!!
Yeah now, lemme continue to talk to my people
to much for me
To not have you by my side
Cause no matter what your going through
You know that I'm gon' ride yea
You a brave girl
I'm a brave
a sea of despair we try to cope
In the alleys, forgotten souls, broken dreams take heavy tolls
Injustice stains the city streets, as the voices suffer in
And soon this fall will come
And clouds will hide the sun
And all the city lights will tear apart your heart from mine
Soon these daffodils will start
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