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Where I'm killers go dumb, usually death is the outcome
Welcome to the jungle, where kidnappers you
The streets, they really you
I'm serious, no smile on this block, gives if you curious

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

The riders shoot up blocks and screams who next
Like my nigga two text, he 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 prison put you to sleep
eternally, no comin' back, ya O.D., overdose
This got me comatose
against the wall, another 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 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 about my
I ain't tryin' to do right, I'm already in pain
I'm a gangsta

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

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

Given the opportunity to tell it to the
middle class still a carryin' bus passes
Young girls givin' birth before they hit the grade
'Bout to be a mom and even make Kool Aid

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

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

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

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

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

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

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
'Cause I'm a

The streets been my daddy and mommy is the county jail
I'ma and I'm about my mail
I ain't tryin' to do right, I'm livin' in pain
'Cause I'm a