Inner city strugglin' motherfuckin' rat Condemned pressure that explodes in your face Another neighborhood gets destroyed by the drug a claim on an estate that is real
Pay the price for your own protection Half a wise guy the wrong connections Flooding our with your wanna be bullshit Who whacks who, don't matter who hit
The space the death of our friends is so close This month it was neglect, our boy of an overdose Last month a a typical story just the way it goes in a failed territory
No hope, just dope and chances are slim To grow up and get out 'cause already in The vacuum of the street so you in it, drains your mind by the hour fool
Still smokin' our friends are all dusted Slave to a bottle of fuckin' disgusted Can't you see the a black hole And the odds are that we'll never old
Young guns scam runnin' on a get ahead tip With your pretty ass crimes, you're on a blind trip Day to day death wish we all inside to your suicide
An epitaph from failed territory An epitaph your failed territory An epitaph from failed territory An epitaph your failed territory
Wake up, out An epitaph from own self doubt Wake up, out
up, break out An epitaph your own self doubt Wake up, out
You call a part of the avenue crew Living here offer much else to do But get into beef, take each back Kid of eighteen broke his with a bat
Always changin' with the trends like a fuckin' You live for yourself 'cause you're one in a million A rebel 'cause you weren't into wealth But the only thing holdin' you down is
On the road we get the phone breakin' our hearts When they someone we love in the trunk of a car Nothin' you can do another sad story An epitaph your failed territory
An epitaph from your failed An from your failed territory
An epitaph from your failed An epitaph your failed territory An epitaph from your failed An epitaph from your territory