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Street Life
Street Life
~Smokey~=Blue
~Cassidy~= Red
Symphonic=Black
Street-life,
if not introduced to a gun, you going to meet-knifes then the heat-strikes,
and all of a sudden everything doesn't seem-right
Souls vanishin' into the deep-night
and your dreams you hoped for suddenly leave-sight
Walkin' alone, witnessin' fiends-fight
drug overdoses and sellin'-going-on
guns lettin' off more than one shot, yellin'-flowing-on
People on side of roads begging for money
with a cup and a blanket, hopen for someone to hug-thee
Because ones livin' in the street turn out ugly
and the only way to survive the life is by smuggling
Families witnessing kids being blown-to-bits
yes they care, even if the child wasn't known-for-shit
And everyday occurence, history-repeats-itself
a mystery-cheats-your-health
Hard living in alleys, cause the misery-reaches-wealth
Knowledge decreases
and you're stuck, not able to reach-for-help
Street life is what you have nightmare about
The shit that makes you scream and shout
Bullets flying every night and day, people dieing
From dusk to dawn nothing to say, Women crying
Never thought that god would allow such a sin
Now men put their thoughts down with a pin
No they dont stabb others, they write rhymes
Like a lyrical crime, only cost's a couple of dimes
Another thing we do is debate, at only the 3rd rate
Like King or Pac or biggie, I'm another 1st class great
Walk around my street life, people call me a king
Not a crime lord, just another really really big thing
A man that dosnet use guns or knives, I use my words
I'm kinda like a farmer, families are consedered my heards
If you have a problem with the people I talk for
You can stay in the street, as another Street life whore
Growing up is hard in these poverty stricken streets
Its like im just walking dead, cause everyday repeats
There is always chalk on the ground, its so depressing
Its like you need a blessing to stay alive, its so stressing
On any given day you can hears gun shots sounding
Its scary times, and non stop your heart is pounding
Yeah and the fact that stray bullets fly though the air
Makes it more horrific, knowing that you could die there
Only to realise that you were just living a soon to be killing
Your life could end with the blink of in eye, its all thrilling
Strife happens in the street daily, everyone has a knife
Few make it off the streets; most others are there for life
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tight yall had good drops smokey yours was good and a lil bit extended though u kno no hate yall dope collab
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Yuh Was Feelin It I Think Smokesy Was The Best But Whyte Had Some Good Flow 2
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nice peace dudes..im new 2 RB so iunno wat yall want as feed but.....i was feelin were yall was comin from talkin bout true shit from the streets and the life on that shit. Its a common theme but a good 1 ya no. All yall flow was down tite, feelin all of it i neva got lost..good job on that. Real creative with the 3 people thing and the different colors..shit was real appelin 2 the eyes. all 2getha i was feelin in..good job dudes/laddies(iunno if 1 of yall is a girl) Nice piece
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straight ill
cassidy's part could have used work but it was still tight
every one else did good
nice shit i'll rate it 8.9/10=overall
no hate..nice drops
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Rise to the occasion. Lol at one person giveing feed on mine. Yo the rest of the feeds do seperate feed for each of us. Then give a collab feed. OK?
