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The Streets are Narrow, I Have to Breakthrough
by Jet Juvenile & Skwalamane
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When I'm running cold in these streets
I'm bound to hit ya, I'm bound to hit ya
Don't run in my way, don't run in my way
Don't act like you're brave, cause life is a waste
Blastin' ice cigarettes, we ain't even no suns up
Mind pirouette, Avril Lavignes so pressed
I guess I'm a punk up
Skate decks on wax, pack sticks, burnt lungs
Cough up my whole crew, numb nuts and bolts
Go ahead kid, catch that lightning
Might go buy again, free my relapse
If you straight edge, can't take feedback
We gon' relapse, cold sweat hits
I'm a see lack of motivation, frustration
That's all good, cause you made it
But pay the price
Damage life to live a life
Bottle trife, don't let it ride
Cause that flame inside gon' burn out
Don't let it drag you down, drag you down
When I'm running cold in these streets
I'm bound to hit ya, I'm bound to hit ya
Don't run in my way, don't run in my way
Don't act like you're brave, cause life is a waste
How many puffs till you satisfied?
That nicotine shotgun to your chest
Pump your drive, or caffeine
Shake your dopamine, or social cues
And your vocals through, you keep on screaming stop
You was never shot, but your heart keep leaking drops
And your eyes dried shut from crying, brain frying
From the Mary Janes, we gon' let it rain
Gon' feel the pain, so drop your phone
Cause that white screen so enticing
What's real, if your life depends on internet appeal?
And you're fond of models and reels
So what's real, so what's real, so what's real, so what's real?
Damage life to live a life
Bottle tripe, don't let it ride
Cause that flame inside gon' burn out
Don't let it drag you down, drag you down
Damage life to live a life
Bottle trife, don't let it ride
Cause that flame inside gon' burn out
Don't let it drag you down, drag you down
When I'm running cold in these streets
I'm bound to hit ya, I'm bound to hit ya
Don't run in my way, don't run in my way
Don't act like you're brave, cause life is a waste
When I'm running cold in these streets
I'm bound to hit ya, I'm bound to hit ya
Don't run in my way, don't run in my way
Don't act like you're brave, cause life is a waste
When I'm running cold in these streets
I'm bound to hit ya, I'm bound to hit ya
Don't run in my way, don't run in my way
Don't act like you're brave, cause life is a waste
Blastin' ice cigarettes, we ain't even no suns up
Mind pirouette, Avril Lavignes so pressed
I guess I'm a punk up
Skate decks on wax, pack sticks, burnt lungs
Cough up my whole crew, numb nuts and bolts
Go ahead kid, catch that lightning
Might go buy again, free my relapse
If you straight edge, can't take feedback
We gon' relapse, cold sweat hits
I'm a see lack of motivation, frustration
That's all good, cause you made it
But pay the price
Damage life to live a life
Bottle trife, don't let it ride
Cause that flame inside gon' burn out
Don't let it drag you down, drag you down
When I'm running cold in these streets
I'm bound to hit ya, I'm bound to hit ya
Don't run in my way, don't run in my way
Don't act like you're brave, cause life is a waste
How many puffs till you satisfied?
That nicotine shotgun to your chest
Pump your drive, or caffeine
Shake your dopamine, or social cues
And your vocals through, you keep on screaming stop
You was never shot, but your heart keep leaking drops
And your eyes dried shut from crying, brain frying
From the Mary Janes, we gon' let it rain
Gon' feel the pain, so drop your phone
Cause that white screen so enticing
What's real, if your life depends on internet appeal?
And you're fond of models and reels
So what's real, so what's real, so what's real, so what's real?
Damage life to live a life
Bottle tripe, don't let it ride
Cause that flame inside gon' burn out
Don't let it drag you down, drag you down
Damage life to live a life
Bottle trife, don't let it ride
Cause that flame inside gon' burn out
Don't let it drag you down, drag you down
When I'm running cold in these streets
I'm bound to hit ya, I'm bound to hit ya
Don't run in my way, don't run in my way
Don't act like you're brave, cause life is a waste
When I'm running cold in these streets
I'm bound to hit ya, I'm bound to hit ya
Don't run in my way, don't run in my way
Don't act like you're brave, cause life is a waste
