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The Streets don't play dying by the gun

the scene
It was three of us we split the airbnb
And we were right across the street from Muscle Beach
Lemme tell you what happened next
Had the sun in my

to tell the truth
我们觉得说出真相也很难
That poor man on the street
那个街上穷困潦倒的人
He knows better if we're in a simulation
他比我们更清楚，我们是否生活在一个虚拟世界里
(All running

it”, “try again” that’s  a righteous thought 
if dem niggas don’t support you why they by your spot 
no recording i eh dropping but i write a lot 

chill

once been contested
Playing with these stacks now I got to be selective

In the streets get to know that I'm connected
And still trying to do something

The more time I spend around the youth
The more I see they are the truth and the future
Nah the feeling ain't mutual
Y'all in the booth with y'all

difference
Half of us know the truth
Being distracted by propaganda
Is what we choose
From iPhones
To TV
To the News
Following trends
Thinking it'll make you

Pause in ya steps I'm not the same
They addicted to me like candy cane
No street tricks no David Blaine
What else can I tell them they ain't listening

Limited affection from the start
Slowly breaking a fragile heart
Kind words don't mend the wounds
Inflicted by your callous tunes
The darkness slowly

dreams
Outa patience running up throne
In CPT
Well I paid the price got the thought bout thrice this truth or dare
I can never make up my mind though she

power punch (Aye)
Tell your guys the next thing is to reload (Oh No)
I speak the truth even your dawg got the respect
For them bars that I hit

appealing
They make your mind drift, far past the ceiling
In another galaxy surrounded by the Martians
Fuck around and get dangled like Brad Marchand
Kick it

give a fuck what corner what block you spin
Huh
I don't reveal much but my pops od'd
Won't tell you from which drug cause it was not no weed
So much

absolved by burning incense
I tell you that is not how our God provides forgiveness
What is the missing element then in false religions?
It's the sinless Son

climb the stage
Me and some rappers on the same book, but me, I’m on another page
Because I rap about the pain and the truth,
They just talk about

tell the truth
This the life I choose
Nothin' to lose
I be rollin' in slow-mo
It's ice-cold and it's gold
We ain't even got a life
We ain't got nothing

comes back Around that Karma's cruising streets
Tell me how it supposed to be
Show me that you real down
Ya left hurt and that's worst than How it feels

realized I had to die to attain life
I had mad heart but was accustomed to the streets
Mad beef screaming Coast Mob and UT
Use me? I never thought I'd hear

But I might up dawg shit
Just to hoe you niggas

Tell the truth lil nigga
You ain't gotta lie
I'm getting cake
Lil bitch this ain't a piece of pie
If

the other dudes
We gonn get you you gonn tell the truth
Who the nigga that inspired you?
Who the nigga you owe gratitude?
Flossin' out'ea with the style I

Remember days smiling at you listening to novacane
But, now those days are gone and I'm here by myself
All I think about's you just loving on someone else

Call the kids down, let me show you how to run it
Rep the old school style and hope the people don't shun it
The hype is damn beat from the streets

Boys will be boys
Will be boys will be boys 

She'll never speak again 
You'll only tell her that it never happened 
Can't even trust a friend 
They

comes back Around
That KARMA'S cruisin' streets
Tell me how it s'pose to be
Show me that you real down
Ya left hurt
An' that's worst than how it Feels now