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Where I'm from killers go dumb, usually is the outcome
Welcome to the jungle, kidnappers haunt you
The streets, really want you
I'm serious, no on this block, gives answers if you curious

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

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

So deep, the prison put you to sleep
eternally, no comin' back, ya O.D., overdose
This got me comatose
Back against the wall, another statistic I

The streets always 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
I'm a gangsta

The streets always been my 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
'Cause I'm a

The gas too high, the pay raise is too low
I'm off in the game flippin' kicks like Judo
Or out somewhere pimpin' gettin' 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 Monday
Raided the neighborhood, king pen last
If this was goin' on in your neighborhood what would you

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

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

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

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

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

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

So automatically you come to a close and
That no matter what we key to the
I seen the hood swallow muthafuckas
The shit amountin' in the ain't never make it home, that 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 been 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
'Cause I'm a