[Verse 1] Growing up as an inner city brotha Where every other had a pops and a motha I was the product of a heated lover Nobody knew how deep it screwed me And since my pops never knew me My family didnt know what to do with me Was I somebody they despised? Curious look in they eyes As if they wonder if Im dead or alive And poor momma cant control me Quit tryin to save my soul, I wanna roll with my homies! A tickin timebomb, cant nobody fade me Packin a 380 and fiendin for Mercedes Suckers scatter but it dont matter Im a cool shot Punks drop from all the buckshots the fools got Im tired of being a nice guy Ive been poor all my life, but dont know quite why So they label me a lunatic Could care less, death or success Is what I quest cause Im fearless Now the streets are deathrow [Hook] cause Ill beat you down like it aint nothin The streets are deathrow cause Ill beat you down like it aint nothin The streets are deathrow [Verse 2] I just murdered a man, Im even more stressed, wearin a vest Hopin that theyre aimin at my chest Much too young to bite the bullet Hand on the trigga I see my life before my eyes each time I pull it I hope I live to be a man Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in the state pen Counting pennies over the years Id done stacked many Proving wrong those Who swore Id wouldnt live till twenty Now they gotta cope Since its the only thing I know Its difficult to let it go Im startin to lose my hair cause I worry Hustlin to keep from gettin buried But now I gotta move away now Cause these suckers love ta spray where I lay down My homie lost his family, he snapped Shot up half the block to bring them back The streets are deathrow [Hook] cause Ill beat you down like it aint nothin The streets are deathrow cause Ill beat you down like it aint nothin The streets are deathrow cause Ill beat you down like it aint nothin The streets are deathrow cause Ill beat you down like it aint nothin [Verse 3] Im dangerous when drunk I only drink beer Gin makes me sin Unable to think clear Hennessy makes me think my enemy is getting close BOOM BOOM BOOM Got me shooting at a ghost Some call me crazy but this is what you gave me Amongst the babies who raised up from the slavery I sport a vest and hit the sess to kill the stress Moved out west and I invest in all the best Those who test will find a bullet in they chest Put to rest, by a brotha who was hopeless Grow up broke, on the rope of insanity How many pistols smoking comin from a broken family? Im sick of being tired Sick of the sirens, bodybags, and the guns firin Tell Bush, Push the button! cause Im fed Tired of hearin these voices in my head The streets are deathrow [Hook] cause Ill beat you down like it aint nothin The streets are deathrow cause Ill beat you down like it aint nothin The streets are deathrow cause Ill beat you down like it aint nothin The streets are deathrow cause Ill beat you down like it aint nothin The streets are deathrow cause Ill beat you down like it aint nothin The streets are deathrow cause Ill beat you down like it aint nothin The streets are deathrow cause Ill beat you down like it aint nothin The streets are deathrow [Outro] This go out to my partners in the Live Squad like it aint nothin And all my homies out there involved in that 187 Watch your back Theres got to be a better way Theres too many of us in the cemetery I love it when they fear me! Come on, what we gonna do now? I love it when they fear me! The streets are deathrow echoes
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