Inner city motherfuckin' rat race Condemned cooker that explodes in your face Another neighborhood gets destroyed by the drug Stakin' a on an estate that is real
Pay the mob's price for own protection Half a wise guy makes the connections Flooding our with your wanna be bullshit Who who, don't matter who gets hit
The space the death of our friends is so close This month it was neglect, our boy died of an 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 up and get out 'cause you're already in The of the street so powerful Suckin' you in it, drains mind by the hour fool
Still smokin' dippers our friends are all to a bottle of juice fuckin' disgusted Can't you see the neighborhood's a hole And the odds are that never grow 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 we all carry inside Welcome to your
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up, break out An epitaph from own self doubt up, break out
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You call a part of the avenue crew Living doesn't offer much else to do But get into beef, each other's back Kid of eighteen broke his with a bat
Always changin' the trends like a fuckin' chameleon You should live for 'cause you're one in a million A rebel 'cause you weren't into wealth But the only holdin' you down is yourself
On the road we get the phone calls our hearts When they find someone we love in the of a car Nothin' you can do just another sad An epitaph from your territory
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