Lyrics:
a little too loc'ed
And when it comes to dust, they kick up the most
Say the wrong word
Then whistle down the street to your homies like a bird
Bust
dawg when I meet a new broad
Or end up living homeless in the streets of New York
It’s not like you’ll do anything when you see this dude lost
But by now
cracks in my jeans
I'm going nowhere fast, that's what you said
Didn't want to lose me to jail over some quick bread, or end up dead
Eyes bloodshed,
Oh come and see this place
We live the fallen streets beneath the fading sun
At night they come and reinstall
The tattered leaves of all our
Oh come and see this place
We live the fallen streets beneath the fading sun
At night they come and reinstall
The tattered leaves of all our
Intro:
And why do we call ourself 'Niggaz 4 Life'.
'Cause if we die we still gon' be some dead niggas.
"You don't really think you're gonna get
And why do we call ourselves niggaz 4 life
Cause if we die we still gone? be some dead niggas.
You don't really think you're gonna get away, do
Nowhere Town
This town ain't dead
It just stopped living long ago
With tinfoil and masking tape
Up on the windows
On just another Friday night
clothes are bought and people meet
Each city has a place that's quite the same
Even though it might go by a different name
Delancey Street
Delancey
the
Fire under me
The one that made me see I ain't Alone out on these streets, see me Walking by myself
But it is way more than it seems
But little do they
reason
N****z know that the bulls*** was dead on the streets
N****z I'm gettin high, gettin head as we speak
Long live the great ones, B.I.G, P.A.C.
reason
Niggaz know that the bullshit was dead on the streets
Niggaz I'm gettin high, gettin head as we speak
Long live the great ones, B.I.G, P.A.C.
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
What? (just shut the fuck up) Huh? (just shut the fuck up)
Headstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn
Dead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on
Twelve
What? (just shut the fuck up) Huh? (just shut the fuck up)
Headstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn
Dead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on
Twelve
What? (just shut the fuck up) Huh? (just shut the fuck up)
Headstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn
Dead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on
Twelve
One day when I was walking down Main Street
I heard a sudden commotion come from the alley
And when I made a quick turn to see what it was
I saw
One day i know you follow
Dead end on a one-way street
But would you ever dare to walk alone
Damn, you become so hollow
Even then so bittersweet
What my nigga Chuck got tucked in Duck closet?
Where we from we got bread and he cuz
And got enough to raise hell in the streets cuz
We was raised by
eliminated
Families grieving over dead bodies police KKK and Nazis
War on black men and best believe them bitches beating bodies
Hate to see my people shine
happy
Until one of them was dead
Curb crawler I'm just a back street walker
Now the winner he was big around 7ft tall
And just by looking in his face
money and power and murder, don't be a bitch get active
this is the way to the top if you Blacc gotta cheat to win, passion
get you nowhere in
Way out there in the wilderness
Of love and pain
Under the gentle arches we rode
The silver streets
Couldn`t see a difference between gold
of the paramedics
Because it's brothers like him all around here
Ain't nowhere to go so you gotta stay down here
Cause if it ain't another brother shot dead
It's
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