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Nigga you heartless, you ain't
You don't no part in this, you ain't got it in ya
I'm to be a sinner
As I move through these New York streets
Like grease and some kids get up
All up in the rate
Couldn't hold your nine straight when you was
Your whole clip and hittin'

whole block on him, only two niggaz got him
Came fast
With the cash and the
Caught you pants down ya clothes off

A nigga knows
A never knows

You got your rhymes niggas? Bring 'em, we that
concrete combat, where I'm at a crime covered city
Where theres no time for pity, we from the village
Of the unpriviledged, blood soaked through murder actions
Transactions all illegal, I smell the cheeb a beagle
Evil stalks and lurks, and do worse in my dwelling
Niggaz filling shells and compelling to bust
We just bring to fellas

These streets iz rough
no one we can trust
Either roll with the rush or get
all we got iz us

These evil streets iz
Ain't no one we can
Either roll with the or get rushed
all we got iz us
These evil

Seen the through the eyes of a nigga on the brink
got my brain fried making it hard to think
I'm trapped in evil streets
Drivin' some up ragged down beat up past times
Some kid up with chrome dimple guided rims
Now I'm thinking it's 3 in the a.m., I'm and he in a BM
Drop top 3, he don't see me
you believe, he saw my gun in 3D

10 later trying to work the CD
15 on the BQE
'Cause ain't no way them is baggin' me
And up a Sonsee we nasty

For niggas force the issue, my man'll toss the pistol
And of course I hit you, let that loss be you
The more L's the higher, streets are
Make ice in men, for worldly desire
Its the attack born on the corner
Nigga grew up to get that looter ready to shoot 'er
And he do anything to achieve it, better it
grew up in a band of thieves who the goods, stacking stacks

And pushing niggas shit back like they
While we was gone, some undeveloped
Now parlay, sit and watch armys swell up
Yeah, niggaz

As we move these evil streets
As we move through these evil
As we move through these evil
As we through these evil streets

Only nigga that can kill me is the nigga in the
But when I cup the mic and make my fighting words
A nigga without a gun is like something is
That was my employer-when I ain't a pot to piss in
So listen, keep a gun, even if it's not
Better that than to have none and to be in shit
We mold on like Bacteria grows
Fools they lucky if they walk away a black eye and a broken nose

Nigga, we kill for Polo and Hilfigers
It's all for real ill niggaz and figures
Ain't nothin' over here, be soft
be jumping off on the rag
Don't beat me in the with that, go head with that
I back me in my mans rover
Rip out somebody's
out, the bitch ran for cover

Keep niggaz guessin' with our face without
For niggaz stressin', I leave a impression
It shines aggression when the flame comes out
Saw the 'bout, what you got, when gang runs out
Shit's hot, you get burned with heat
We take to sleep, you better learn the street
Knowledge, damn, you get shot for 5 dollars
It's live wires with no signs of

These evil streets iz
Ain't no one we can
Either with the rush or get rushed
all we got iz us

These evil iz rough
Ain't no one we can
Either roll with the or get rushed
all we got iz us
These streets