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Where I'm from killers go dumb, usually death is the
Welcome to the jungle, where haunt you
The streets, they want you
I'm serious, no smile on this block, gives answers if you

Good times disappear quickly into a mist
Shooter ever miss, that means I'm accurate
Crack the pitch man, pretty Ima have to switch
Scratchin' the itch with cuts on my index

The real riders shoot up blocks and who next
Like my two text, he told two text
Done been in beef before but in Houston they it plex
Gotta know the protocol, I'm y'all it gets deep

So deep, the guards'll put you to sleep
Rest eternally, no comin' back, ya O.D.,
This got me comatose
Back against the wall, statistic I know

The always been my daddy and mommy is the county jail
I'ma soldier and I'm about my
And if I get I'm not about to tell
'Cause I'm a

The always been my daddy and mommy is the county jail
I'ma soldier and I'm about my
I ain't tryin' to do right, I'm already livin' in
I'm a gangsta

The gas prices too high, the pay is too low
I'm better off in the game flippin' like Judo
Or out somewhere pimpin' money and by the two wholes
That's why I'm at the lab of the product, you flows

watchin' my hood, entirely too much gun play
Neighborhood basketball stars slain last
Raided the neighborhood, pen last Tuesday
If this was goin' on in your neighborhood would you say?

Given the opportunity to it to the masters
Lower middle class still a bus passes
girls givin' birth before they hit the ninth grade
'Bout to be a mom and can't even Kool Aid

Who made this crack anyway? Told us the heroin
Sold us alcohol and the guns we carry 'round
blame us for everything goin' wrong in the States
I don't blame a nigga for he do to get cake

The streets been my daddy and mommy is the county jail
I'ma and I'm about my mail
And if I get busted I'm not about to
I'm a gangsta

The streets always my daddy and mommy is the county jail
I'ma soldier and I'm my mail
I ain't to do right, I'm already livin' in pain
I'm a gangsta

It's like the got a heart and a soul, a mind of it's own
A for a young cat to die 'fore he grown
A lust for a young girl to down a pole
She's always fallin' short on her

The street is cold, it's either win or lose or you fold
Money is the to all evils what I was told
When everything you thought you'd in was a hoax
You put your faith in front of demons

And the smoke clears, the truth appear
The fight for life, the struggles of a wrong versus right
And wrong won, a song in the keys of reality
death crosses your path, blood shed tragically

So you come to a close and realize
That no matter what we key to the
I seen the hood swallow whole
The amountin' in the system ain't never make it home, that I know

The always been my daddy and mommy is the county jail
I'ma and I'm about my mail
And if I get busted I'm not to tell
'Cause I'm a

The always been my daddy and mommy is the county jail
soldier and I'm about my mail
I ain't to do right, I'm already livin' in pain
I'm a gangsta