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Every night, every night
I still dream of you
Do you still dream of me?
Or do you wake?
In a place, you don't want to be
Like a man on the streets

the justice you love went up in flames
Talking bout the system set up by the republicans
Countless murders, they still get out on bail
Where’s the justice in

let me Keep it live
My niggaz keep dem 9's n' dem Ak's so the streets is mine
U niggaz betta stay in n' bitch nigga don't think I'm blind
I see what

back and not try to make it right
We gotta come together
We gotta fight for life

see i come from the streets, the world of racism, poverty, its hard

on him, by the sleeve
With a white T, gold wrist, whip tied up on his feet
See my people grinding, got'em caught up in the greed 
Make'em buck wild 
On this

Till I seen the black marks in the street from the Rollin tires and now im callin 
She on the phone like nigga dont even try it 
I bet everytime you told

the back of niggas hands
And get your vein readin'
They call it New World Order
But, son, this game is in the fourth quarter
World War 3, don't drink

I was trained by the master
But now I've surpassed him
Leaving any enemy in front of me dead
There is pain in my laughter
After the fact I'm erasing

a missile from the cannon round
And I'm old school like Kangoo
Tool erupt too, number 1 stunna, scout bunna up in bamboo
Back to the U.K. where Dame was over

PRaying for his life im praying that His heart is stoppin

Switch lanes then switch cars round The corner
White bitch driving thugs in the Back feeling

up toothless 
On the street, but you don't know what the truth is 

16 shots busting if you talk a lot 
Moving up like climbing rocks 
Scared to fall

Hey, it comes in white. Now I can see the light.
Hey, it comes in black. I'm
never going back. Hey, it comes in green.
Like a mean machine.  Hey,

different people 
I'm all on my grind and shit stand by my nigga's the ones 
We ain't never switched cocaine white on my wrist I might come stealing yo bitch

cans rattle just like skeleton shakes,
To live by night is a chance I take.
Seedy streetlamps spill, a pool of white light,
Banshee screams of another

It was a dark and lonely night

I was standing on the street alone in the rain

Then i felt her cold, cold touch

Grab me by my hand and take me

can't tell anymore
I see fluorescent clouds in a white tile sky
I see trees all around with name tags on their ties
She takes my hand, and the trees turn

Hey 
I'm back again 

It's too much  

What you askin me for  
I can't do much 

So stop asking me for shit 

I've done enough for you niggas

cans rattle just like skeleton shakes,
To live by night is a chance I take.
Seedy streetlamps spill, a pool of white light,
Banshee screams of another

my baby
And lately
My baby

One day right after school
You come by
You come back to the little orange house
With the big green view
With your two

the keys to the crib and aint nobody home

Im a 16 spitter, mr team hitter
splean splitter with a dream flip a scene green get her
get her out in the streets

Tonight a soldier falls asleep
Dreams along a lonely street
Soon he kisses Ma goodbye
Tastes her famous apple pie

Flies old glory by his door
Loves

grace the night skyline of Tokyo
While observers stare from the streets
Displacing the stars
But their radiance can’t pass ours
As descending sparks burn

kin
Ancestors klansmen
So are their descendants
They caught a tiger by the toe
At the end of the road
They got him beggin and pleadin
But still they

it's Trèsor
Then suddenly the memories
Start flooding back to me
It's '93 and I see
Us sitting by your vanity
How you'd glow; How you'd shine
All I