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

Good times disappear quickly back a mist
hardly ever miss, that means I'm accurate
Crack the pitch man, pretty soon Ima have to
Scratchin' the itch paper cuts on my index

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

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

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

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

The gas too high, the pay raise 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, spittin' you

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

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

Who made this anyway? Told us about the heroin
Sold us alcohol and the that we carry 'round
Can't blame us for everything goin' wrong in the
I blame a nigga for nothin' he do to get cake

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

The streets always my daddy and mommy is the county jail
I'ma soldier and I'm about my
I tryin' to do right, I'm already livin' in pain
I'm a gangsta

It's like the ghetto's got a and a soul, a mind of it's own
A hunger for a young cat to die 'fore he
A for a young girl to slide down a pole
She's fallin' short on her goals

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

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

So automatically you come to a and realize
That no matter we key to the codes
I seen the swallow muthafuckas whole
The shit amountin' in the system ain't never it home, that I know

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

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