Lyrics:
Joshua awakes at the railway station
He feels sick, his sweat is cold on his back
He came back from below
Very long dark adventure where moments seem
precious time on them
You was raised in the streets
By some wiser men
Now go on
Go shine on them
And
Tell no lies on them
Your nothing like
Them
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
Don't get scared
Just be prepared for the worst
The streets coerced my mind with crime
My 9 busts shots and outbursts
Through your back out your
together
I put the T in trust bae we gone thug together
Ask would I ever leave you cold bae you know it's never
He be outside in the streets then he come lay
There's a street light outside my window
Oh it used to have this warm orange glow
But now it's just white and cold
And I think It's funny how even
I am walking through your streets
I am looking in your windows
I am elemental now
You'll never even know I'm there
I am watching over you
I am
I am walking through your streets
I am looking in your windows
I am elemental now
You'll never even know I'm there
I am watching over you
I am walking through your streets
I am looking in your windows
I am elemental now, you'll never even know I'm there
I am watching over you, I am
won't live long, statistic showed
I'm tryna past 24 realistic goal, listen all
You gotta stay cold inside
That's what I tell myself when I feel alone
streets they build their homes
In the dark side of the river
They build their makeshift castles
Ankle deep in the sands during rising tides
Finding refuge
As someone inside flips a page on their book
A black cat runs across the street
And slips into the dark alley
That runs behind the video store
And where
I go by the name of Kel Mitchell!
And this is TeamBackPack! Let's go!
Yo, I'm so '96, back and on my grimy shit
Nigga get -whoever they'll sign me
this world ran by drugdealers
killers and crooked police
and these fuckin politicians that be runnin the streets
And that's the reason why I'm rhymin
the rest
Copped another piece, hit the dark streets
Rollin' once again, fuck the damn police
Called up my boy Joe, a roof job pro, 459 on his mind car
thinking upward in my cranium
Heavy Metal in my veins it runs
Liquid gold with cold uranium
I can power up a UFO and
I won't lose control
I hold my weight in
and get with the program (Yeh)
Coz you been sold a pipe dream
It's cold at night, peeps are frozen and roads are icy
It's My Street!
keep it
Dragging souls against the tar, BLACK
Darkness sewn into the street signs
Every house is hiding nightmares
(Cold seasons flame)
Upon this season
a mountain
Are you everything, everything
Digging down too deep losing my ground
Feel a cold in my heart
Running down the street running all the way
a mountain
Oh, oh, you are everything everything, oh, oh
Digging down too deep losing my ground
Feel a cold in my heart
Running down the street running
up on your street.
Look it here, I'm just a broken hearted guy.
In a dark and lonely world.
In need of a love you took from me.
Baby, baby all I
to nine to five
Got word that the streets was cold, so I took the road less traveled
In the hood your only fear be the black gown and the gavel
All down
Yeah.. Vinny... I made it...
This must be the realest track I ever wrote
These streets aren't for the faint hearted
You eat or get eaten
Just like
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