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

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

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

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

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

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
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

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

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

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

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

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

It's the ghetto's 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
always fallin' short on her goals

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

And the smoke clears, the truth appear
The fight for your life, the struggles of a wrong right
And wrong won, a song sung in the of reality
death crosses your path, blood shed 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 system ain't never make it home, that I

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

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