Lyrics:
20 to life
My brother been serving it could have been me
I served a few days, I was back on the street
Surrounded myself with these hobos and addicts
on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you i'll take your part
Oh when darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troublеd water
I
save up, get a pack, serve the hood, get it back
If I see the opps, they receivin' shots
Never leave the block 'cause gotta get these dollars
Streets
the boldest hand
Yet we stand, some gone, where does the pain come from
Miffed by the floor show, lights shine too bright
I need silence in the courtroom, it's
Oh baby..
You can't fuck with me, not on these beats
Not in these streets, any day of the week
You gon see defeat, call ya all ya
That's what you
Asshole By Nature
I see you motherfuckers just determined
To make a nigga get on y'all ass
Roach ass motherfuckers
I don't know what to do with
You
don't let a thing pass us by
And to touch the sky we gon have to fly
Am a master I and am satisfied
And am walking thru the streets like a passerby
As we
you’ll get when you wake with her by your side
it’ll take you and waste you and all your pain away
when she smiles he’ll sigh a long deep sigh
that can
tells us who we ought to be
So how we act and look and feel's clouded by masculinity
Don't let your given label define your identity
As for me...
I don't
on the street
When evening falls so hard I will comfort you
I'll take your part oh when darkness comes and pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water...
the blue
Oh it’s just another day of turning to the blue
I was told by the priest: Hey boy, you’d better open your eyes!
I felt the pain
to just hold on
Everybody misses you, P-A-T
Especially your down ass partna, that's me
Always on my mind, everytime I turn around
Up early in the morning,
to find,
A couple weeks went by, we passin time,
He seen me in the alley with his niggas, I
Was just dealin off carry, then I seen the nine,
Then I heard
you want to fling rock
Well, I'll be cruising by, you'll never see a smoother guy
Niggas getting smoked just like the buddha tye
I'm rocking well like
A wisp of blonde hair whips back
From the ledge of your window pain
I'm standing down on the street corner
Trying to picture your face
It's
alright, my friend
'Cause every time you come around
Me start selector string off his phone
Now we a dancing on the street again
Lord!
"Hey, Mr. DJ,
opened up it resembles a weapons show
Wrap sheet in black heat for murder and death
The pistol on me that I rock it ain't by Mitchell and Ness
I be
It's all right cause tonight
There's a feather falling on my street
There's a glow of the lights
Giving me hope that you'll be by my side
To look
a little oil in the afro, The Black Sparrow
Hit the high seas, straight like Sopranos
The streets still hot like Serrano, saran wrap
Around the bad taps
Agony is the key to a happy life
You can't know joy if you don't know strife
There's no good or bad by itself
You can't have poverty if there is
Tribal war social plague invades
Society
Nature of the habitat confronts
Bombard in pain
Ridiculed for sarcastic gain
Bad vibe
All I see is
sunshine
Street lights whisper pain
Down here near the poison stream
You're god has gone insane
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With
cuts a record like a surgeon cuts a tumor from a brain
(E-Roc: We're all cooped up so feel the pain)
From four hundred years of exploitation
Anesthesia
streets that flow with pain
There's no love on our way and I know I feel the same
Lay your head down
Lay your head down
Lay your head down
Lay your head
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