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somebody asked me "what happens on the streets?"
i told we continue listen rap shit like Ludacris
lil homies play basketball on the court
every time they dream of proffesional sports
they want rise in this fuckin' world
game, music or crime is they last resort
every second got smith n wessum
dont say bad things about east or west side
becouse you can be killed with tech nine
and nobody will help you even RichRhyme
be careful when you move through my hood
life is not like the movie of hollywood
drugs still keep selling streetwalkers look killing
but nobody asked me "what r u feeling?"
you did not knew that the boys in blue are watching you
and waiting for prey it can be you
cops in the car can't stop smoke mary jane
they have no mercy put innocents to scarey jail

i look at other people i see misery in their eyes
and when i think about it my soul starts to cry
so i dont understand for they better live or die
what can i do? God please send me a reply

but my homies got a bullets for cops
kill corrupt bastards thats their job
becouse all thugs trying win Mack respect
i mean that work must be perfect
and then you get the desired effect
but you can be arrested as a suspect
if i speak incorrectly you can correct me
dont interrupt me when i talk about ghetto
my words are true crime is grew
if you dont believe me...fuck you!

i look at other people i see misery in their eyes
and when i think about it my soul starts to cry
so i dont understand for they better live or die
what can i do? God please send me a reply


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