Lyrics:
kids dead in the
Street all before twenty Over me
The most important thing to man: money
Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we get high
'Cause
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
slave the
Newspaper went on to have tremendous success
At each stage of his life Douglass was tested
By the powerful odds against him instead of
Giving
It's the street justice
If you live by the gun you die by the gun
It's the street justice
No matter what is going on you gotta make it on your own
It's the street justice
If you live by the gun you die by the gun
It's the street justice
No matter what is going on you gotta make it on your own
killer thug Life
Born in the ghetto as a street thug
Labelled as a cop killer
The rules of the street I'm living by
It ain't no rules, so niggas got
the only life i know
See follow me
Through the S.L.C
Suburbia and ghetto where they got crack fiends
A life of crime if you living by the streets
Its called
Life is life, czasem ciężki głaz i nic nie poradzę
Że mnie w sieci remiksują z jakimś kutasiarzem
Tu nadal kilka marzeń, miałem Wonderful Life
Zanim
Cause even in my city there's no heart in the streets man
We all trying to compete, to make our life complete
By serving in these streets, dodging
And leave in the way that I greet and say peace
Keep in mind always rep the streets, you that nigga.
Word,........... Gotta write homey back
(AZ) Ayo, boo I
leads
them towards Bethlehem. The Wise Men enter the gates of the
sleeping town and make their way through the deserted streets.
A dog snarls at them.
it wasn't for these drugs I probably would've crash
I lost my homie to the streets he was supposed to have my back
Rubber banding money by
human lives
Now the world’s gone crazy
While I’m in your hands
But my mind clears up
This is out life
That’s the world of mine
Hello
Scarcity, BP, Bloose Broavaz, Deep Flow a szentháromság!
My life been defined by death
so I guess if everybody is dead mine is next.
Tucson AZ, I put it on our backs
Suckers where you at
I hit you with a chopper
Naked child, walk it out, give it to a daddy
I was raised by the realest,
Everything I see is empty streets
Walking on my way on broken dreams
Everytime I hear you whisper
Please take this pain away
Everybody, let’s
verbals & graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like
eyes, let fly with me
Light your lye, get high with me
Raise your glasses
Verse 1: AZ
Yo, blesses to the young ones trapped in the world
Never hate
Street
Yeah
Welcome to the street life
Hustle by the street lights
I'm the one your parents told you never grow to be like
I'm just tryna eat right
thats what i was told In the street life man
They breaking codes young an the old why they preaching
Rules they dont vibe by i know some killaz in them
verbals & graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like
can't hold it down? oh the shit gon' hit the fan now
spin around let your whole crown man down man down
[Street Life]
I live by the street code
Street Punk Blues
(Joey Cola Arthur Alexander)
Well somebody once told me that a wise man is just a fool
You got to learn about life on the streets
Street life
I was raised in the streets and the street life is all i know
I wanna leave the streets i wanna move on but i'm stuck and i can't let go
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