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Oak Street beach, no photos
Young kids ain't never gon' grow up
'Fore I had me a self or a logo
And I ain't even know me, you a showboat
I'ma go buy

couldn't believe it
Sabotaged by the team
But we got the same dream
I watched em turn slowly
im on my own lonely
I turned my back on the streets
C oiming

Conquer da World

Rampage

Scouts Honor By Way Of Blood [Non-PA Version]

1997

Suckin on Halls, singin to myself "I Got The Balls"
Skills of the ass, A Future Without A Past

You god damned right a hundred g's in the stash
Prepare

Dreams fueled by this fucking hunger
Stone cold flow all throughout the summer
Got my will ready in case God call my number
Got my drop ready case

rule the streets at night, against myself I fight. 
I am only trying to survive you see. 
No man will ever live after what I will give. 
His soul will

a dream 

Live like It's Perfect, each time of the day
ct peace with myself so i don't care what you say

Yeah, Run up the streets (up the streets)
5 in

Live in this muthafucker!
Thug Pound, biatch!
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, EDI, Kastro, Hussein
You know, bitch
The whole muthafuckin' clique
We gon' hit

the field, nigga front
And get yo cap peeled, with that nina
That tech that ooo wop or that mac
Mill, unload then reload
I live by the streets code
And pray

of the game out on the street, that's how it goes
They say: "Live by the trigger, die by the trigger"
It ain't about whose gun is more bigger, nigga 
It's bout

was raised by the streets to believe there is no setbacks Survived A Letter, Almost A Letter and Cellar Door
A flower from the pavement this ainʼt no

She Takes Her Clothes Off

Stereophonics

Performance and Cocktails [LP]

1999

She's got another fantasy 
She lives in flat number twenty three 
Picked first prize for carnival queen 
And now she takes her clothes off

Peer Pressure

Mobb Deep

Juvenile Hell

1993

and mixed up is how I feel
I walk the streets with a fuck you attitude
And when it comes to my peoples you ain't half as rude
Follow the crowd or be

Waking up to the rain
Seeing your face
Suns gone away
For another day
Couldn't keep my eyes close
Is this a dream
So how can i live another day
Rain

Sixteen years have been passed
since he was born
He took an easy way to live
Walk on by and sleep in the street

What's the matter with you boy
just

a future
Im still learning I'm preaching
Sermons about this dream like
I'm Martin Luther
This for the homies
I pray we ain't caught by
The police
Please do

Yeahhhh
Yeahh Yeahh Yeahhh
I did my shit on this
Rolex dreams young nigga made it out of the struggle
I used to stay out all night the street lights

I'll be damned if I love on a hoe
Street nigga for real I live by the code

Real Street nigga I live by the code
When I'm ballin  I'm planning a score

with joy
I just robbed a corner store
I got now & laters
We live for now
Cuz they'll annihilate us
We dare to dream
Reality is that they all haters
They

[Intro]
Do, do do do do do, do do, do do

[Verse]
I wanna be a big balloon
Floating down the street
With all my friends and family
Holdin' me by

the situation, they got me facing
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the streets
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television watching got

the music low in my ears as the cars go by
Two wheels affixed to a frightened fuck fixated on nothing

I told you, you could live forever
You said
"I'm just

I walk the streets of hollowed out dreams
Down the alleys of pain and life spent
Through the paths worn by the soles of the masses
Yet I can't feel

and reckless
But we come up full of blessings
Ya I did it with my god by my side
Coming live from the southside of the west end
Where they labeled us young

to change
I leave old times behind
Stop suffering for my whole life
By following my gut and heart
I'll never regret the time
And I will live a happy life