Lyrics:
live and real with a street deal
Automatic causin havoc when I hit
I flip and rip shop I'm on some homicidal shit
Little nigga loco, catchin bodies
To the buildings we live
To the mothers who struggle
Beside a fatherless kid I said I pledge allegiance
To the orphans in the ghetto
And then I pledge allegiance
to walk these addict streets in drug puddles
Waters that we survive by but exchange knuckles
When nigga's go to floss jealously in between a couple
Cats
took a fall
That's how it goes down
Dope fiend still get high
While dope dealers barely get by
You better get your life right
You want to live in
die with me
I'm forever your boo
Fell from the heavens to the streets
Still watching over you
Thought i'd survive by sin
The only thing I won't repent
comin' fo' ya'
In the streets is hungry goons!
Comin' to a neighborhood near you,
Today or someday soon.
Betta' watch yo' back, watch yo' front,
here dreaming
Dont die now
You got too much love to give
Dont leave now
You gotta live
The streets ain't safe
The game gets rigged
All said and done
my tool
I'm a leader for the South, pa, open ya ears
Young kids where I'm from wear permanent tears
It's where you live, it's where you play
It's
niggas in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, niggas better slow down
'Cause
n****s in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, n****s better slow down
'Cause
outlined on the floor
You got hit by the .44!
You're in the game called life, son, how you're living it
Street corner kids growing up blowing up
You
be another case they'll just deny
That's why we out in these streets yeah
If we don't, you'll tell your kids it never happened
400 years of you
up for me, roll that shit big
While I reveal the story of a wild street kid
Cock your seat back, relax, while I spit
The spittin' image of how I live
you live and you die by the game and you lose
at least you did spend your life tryin to change
[Chorus]
You're thuggin and you love the streets
huggin
In the streets of New York
Dope fiends are leaning for morphine
The TV screen followed the homicide scenes
You live here, you're taking a chance
up with day ones we live by the code
I'ts do or die in gang we trust bitch we swore an ought
I got this angelic vibe with the devilish flow
Hands up
Angelic bars,
Mind-span shadow Mars,
Go hard for the cause,
For the culture.
I’m traffic at a stand-still, the hold-up,
Running ya heart.
Snatching souls
Live wild, go on trial, lucifer's your prosecution. Let go of your relics Your idols they ain't angelic Evil forces unmovable Harm they do thru
Aiyo, come on home wit us man Harlem World U.S.A. man
Take a walk wit us on our block man, See how we live, DIP SET!
Yo, yo, Come on home wit me,
disgusted by the kid on the sidewalk
Never mind
The only time the news will see his silhouette
Is in sidewalk chalk
Over the next couple weeks
They will talk
and things.
I guess somebody liked them to be.
They wanna ride in croned out things.
While they kids got nothing to eat, She's runnin the streets.
OH AIN'T LIFE
The kid heard the word up in Brooklyn.
It was his second year of medical school.
He went and stashed some jeans into his guitar case,
His father
I had to get it
Then I got it
Yea I got it for my jit
Yea
Yea I got it for the kid
Had to get it
How I live it
I ain’t worried bout a bitch
Yea
She
the miners' kids and wives wait at the gate
This explosion struck on Wednesday
And I stood by the gate till Saturday
'Til they laid my daddy out with
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