Inner city strugglin' rat race Condemned pressure that explodes in your face neighborhood gets destroyed by the drug deal Stakin' a claim on an estate that is
Pay the mob's for your own protection Half a guy makes the wrong connections Flooding our streets with your be bullshit Who whacks who, matter who gets hit
The space between the of our friends 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 territory
No hope, just dope and your chances are To grow up and get out 'cause you're in The vacuum of the street so Suckin' you in it, drains your mind by the fool
Still dippers our friends are all dusted Slave to a bottle of fuckin' disgusted Can't you see the a black hole And the are that we'll never grow old
guns scam runnin' on a get ahead quick tip With your pretty ass crimes, on a blind road trip Day to day death we all carry inside to your suicide
An epitaph your failed territory An epitaph your failed territory An epitaph your failed territory An from your failed territory
up, break out An from your own self doubt up, break out
Wake up, out An epitaph from your own self Wake up, out
You call yourself a part of the crew Living here doesn't much else to do But get beef, take each other's back Kid of broke his skull with a bat
Always changin' with the like a fuckin' chameleon You should live for yourself you're one in a million A 'cause you weren't born into wealth But the thing holdin' you down is yourself
On the we get the phone calls breakin' our hearts When they find we love in the trunk of a car Nothin' you can do just another sad An epitaph from failed territory
An from your failed territory An epitaph from your failed
An epitaph your failed territory An epitaph from failed territory An epitaph from your failed An epitaph from failed territory