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accomplished I don't know I don't have conscience
I just load up and start dumpin' on enemies; I'm head hunting
No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these

Can't wear my feelings on my sleeve
It ain't much for me in the streets
But somehow thats always where I be
But somehow thats always what I need
With

for fun 
Streets getting high with some cops on my trail cause ,
If balling was a crime , I would better be in jail 
Now im spitting all these flow like

a side
Can't sit on fences
Cause these streets treacherous
I promise I'll never be broke again
I don't wanna rely on them
They only let you down in the end

hos
talkin to my mom oh
so rude but in interviews a gentlemen
cant compare me to somethin in the game thats (oh oh)
uh like me like me
and these bitches

watchin', all eyes on me
Since I jumped into these streets, I just can't leave
Soon as I signed to the streets, I got six rings
Gun, smoke all a nigga breathe

Strike a pose for the camera
Short man but you know the money langa
Killing every beat that I'm on like its banter
See me in the street and they call

round clip
My lil homie gaining bodies while he loosing stick
Say in steady saving money while he loosing friends
Big factor in da streets and u a lil

toss me the happiness
And already enjoy in NYC
Too many gossips and flirtings
also too much price, ta-da
Right now, deserve it
Feel like by the life's

some caine
Get out in them streets and hustle hard in the rain
Take your come up and reinvest to the game
"You gotta make the money first"
You need a lot

smirk gray, poli' on streets where the motors leak
Kids hold heat 'cause they place is cold
My weight's in gold, turn about face behold
The street

the streets in that Grim Reaper Jeep
Rock-a-bye baby put her ass to sleep
Smoking on some cones yeah I got exclusive chief
I love the way she moans when I fuck

they’re all fiends
Balmain my denim all these rips in my jeans
Hitters on deck like Giancarlo Stanton
Two of your houses on one Phantom
Got two garages one

a penny for my flaws
I'ma sleep upon the pavement
Passers by don't say much
Tutted at by strangers
Dreamt things you'd never dream of
If these streets

You how it goes down in litty city
c motherfucker got his turnt fingers up as we get into this next mother-fucking track by Ghost Insight. It's

in the studio you
Know we gonna be spitting
If you ever come in our еnds these rounds
And ur head arе gonna be kissing
Stop coming at us, ur making

suite
I can't rock wit these birds I can't rock wit these peeps
You already know that FLOAT having motion
I touched down in Montego Bay by the ocean
I

the word up in these streets
Now I didn’t wanna judge you for your past
Next time I better do that
To avoid this tired old predicament
Cos you should know

blaming these freaks
Like KG said they out in these streets
It's not you
It's not me
It's them freaks
And they run deep
Everyday of the week
All through

Death March

Immortal Technique

The 3rd World

2008

by the superpowers of the industry
To the third world underground of the streets

This is for all those who have been labeled extremists
Maniacs,

a name in these streets
Once they put 52nd in ya name
It's complete
I got you
This one's for the fam
'Kuz behind the wall
Build wit' your bro's
We designed

run sum'n ( oop )

Getting in my way I rearrange your lace front
Drive that bitch by her weave
Speed bump
You know I fuck with niggas with them Mob ties

Mindful, tell you the truth of how I feel
Feel like 73 how we cruise in the street and these people keep looking to air out my peace
Got a godly physique

Legit Ballers

Twista

Mobstability

1998

in my brain
All the shit's the same
My nigga need a change, I had to get off out these streets
To get you out your seat
Flip a Trax beat, hit