Do you know a full nights sleep? Do u know these streets?...
Do you think u know when its ur time to catch the heat?...
Do you know what its like, to fall to ur knees in defeat?...
Can you relate to anomosity, been delivered with velocity...
Can you fuck up a mamas life, bring a family's catastrophe...
Sad to c, that many of you will believe u know the gutter...
The same kids that'll get caught out n reply wit a stutter...
They dont utter shit, fucka kid they frontin they dont butter bitch...
Lemme cool down, c kids frontin cuz they believe they know da hood...
But they never know when a shady soulja will step n leave em shook...
Fakers read a book, then boast they hood till they get stepped on...
Found layin on they back, wit ele-ven holes in they chest wit Teflon...
Concealin they holstered wea-pon, never got a chance to draw...
Jus Blap Blap, fell out flat, 9 more rainin down for thinkin hes raw...
Families heart sore, cuz they son thought he was da illest out here...
But got snuffed by O.G's, dont forget that theres killers out here...
Do you really know? Or do you just front?...
Answer if u a G, before this shottie pumps...
Fakers will slump, fall flat out dead, chumps...
No glorification, life on streets aint whatcha want...
Kids never been in grime, never had to suffer from a crime...
Jus hear a rhyme, put on they du-rags n say "streets is mine"...
But they will find, how much this life and pain hurts...
Always pourin, like i endeavoured a lifetime rain curse...
On these streets its bout who will lose they brain first...
And thats a fact, who will buss to end the beef fastest?...
They who buss the heat, will always prevail and outlast it...
Cold hearted? No, fools say that, but every gangsta got a heart...
We jus dont show it, otherwise on our dome will b an X mark...
Each and everyone one of us got a weakness, we jus hide it...
And we all do got consciences, difference is we jus overide it...
Everyone got they inner demons, we jus give in and not fight it...
But we all got a dream, to live in peace and one day we will find it...
Theres always a light out of the darkness, and when u c it u will b blinded...
But everyday im reminded, of my roots when i look out my window...
Watch the daily bi'ness on the corner go down, from my kin folks...
Head out back into the streets, danger lurkin on every corner...
Never know when u might walk into the wrong place n meet a sawn off...
And get caught off guard, left layin and relyin on a breathin respirator...
Jus goin on one day at a time, never knowin where the next will take ya...
Im in these grimey streets, but do i know em? No, im still a spectator.
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