Inner city motherfuckin' rat race pressure cooker that explodes in your face Another neighborhood destroyed by the drug deal Stakin' a claim on an that is real
Pay the mob's for your own protection Half a guy makes the wrong connections Flooding our streets with your be bullshit Who who, don't matter who gets hit
The space between the death of our is so close This it was neglect, our boy died of an overdose Last month a a typical story That's just the way it goes in a failed
No hope, just and your chances are slim To up and get out 'cause you're already in The of the street so powerful Suckin' you in it, drains your by the hour fool
smokin' dippers our friends are all dusted Slave to a bottle of juice fuckin' you see the neighborhood's a black hole And the are that we'll never grow old
Young guns runnin' on a get ahead quick tip With your ass crimes, you're on a blind road trip Day to day death we all carry inside Welcome to suicide
An epitaph from your territory An epitaph from failed territory An epitaph from your territory An epitaph from your territory
up, break out An epitaph from your own doubt Wake up, out
up, break out An epitaph from own self doubt Wake up, out
You yourself a part of the avenue crew Living doesn't offer much else to do But get into beef, take each other's Kid of eighteen broke his with a bat
changin' with the trends like a fuckin' chameleon You live for yourself 'cause you're one in a million A 'cause you weren't born into wealth But the only thing holdin' you is yourself
On the road we get the calls breakin' our hearts When they someone we love in the trunk of a car Nothin' you can do just sad story An epitaph from your failed
An epitaph your failed territory An epitaph from your territory
An epitaph your failed territory An epitaph from your failed An epitaph from your failed An from your failed territory