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but ain't ran one lap Ran so far from the streets that you can't come back You tripping with nowhere to unpack, forgot that [Chorus] "This is rap
ain't want none of this Back streets are like track meets 'cause I be runnin' this [Chorus: Ozzy Osbourne] Ain't nowhere to run ('cause I be runnin'
the corner of a dead end street The cars, they pass me by As the people stare in silence on the screen So hold it, until its light Too much salt will kill
like I was by myself (That shit killed my soul) I been searching for ya love It was nowhere to be found When I needed you the most Felt like I was by
and every Wednesday night I would be At Crestmont Church of Christ, just my daddy and me But I know he didn't love me, because I was raised by the streets
to remove doubts and Think about it, there's two sculptors named Gutzon and Lincoln Who carved dead president heads Who got paid dead president heads by
that you seen it all Like I'm out of nowhere and beating all Chain chongs nigga ass black bean in all You know the word bitch sing along the shit goes
what the fuck is this? The guns rode by and at the blink of an eye They was dead where they stand, what a fuckin way to die Damn, I guess that's how shit
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
smoke again Ayo, who's that, it's Lil EZ Back from the dead, eggs over easy all over his head I can cook you an omelette and shove it down your throat
feel it If you're living by the street code there's no religion There's no gods out here when they tryna kill us Is different than selling dope to losing
the streets , fucking with the family man I take that shit to heart Got it off the scale nowhere lit its off the charts They been trying to end us from
lit We was the type to shoot a nigga dead and pray that y'all live So we can swing by your house and come and spray at 'all crib Had the trap
ran one lap Ran so far from the streets that you can't come back You tripping with nowhere to unpack, forgot that In front of two-inch glass and Arabs
Living as though we are dirt Staring like you've seen a ghost The lowest of the low, with nowhere to go Back from the dead, now we're groveling
I'm her daddy Barely see her, I'm a dead beat Dripping wet (spill), splashin' on 'em Slice the twelve feet (blrrrd, blrrrd) Go If yo' bitch
teeth, now it's killing time Angel in our pocket, devil by our side We ain't going nowhere, 'cuz heroes never die Still alive Blood of heroes
Drugged and abuse in a plan of seduction With nowhere to hide Treated like shit and left to die With him by your side You did what you had to feed
out here lookin' crazy Ain't no strap, lookin' weak Got you leanin' in the street Masked up out here lookin' crazy Masked up out here lookin' crazy
ran one lap Ran so far from the streets that you can't come back You tripping with nowhere to unpack, forgot that In front of two-inch glass and Arabs
And the sentence is death (judgment day) Come and take your final breath Empire of the living dead Unlocked by a mortal hand Hallelujah Empire of the living dead
on the streets, where lovers once walked, Side by side in idle talk Bullets fall like unholy rain People change as the panic sets in, A frightened baby by her
touring Keep up the pouring That poison yo organs I'll keep putting powder front of my forehead Popping them pills Til these artists there's more dead
cleaner, wounded healer Story weaver sneakers speeding down your street In the dead of night so hi it's very nice to meet ya like Flying by the seat of my
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