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

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

The riders shoot up blocks and screams who next
my nigga two text, he told two text
Done been in beef before but in Houston 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 neighborhood got me
Back the wall, another statistic I know

The streets always been my daddy and mommy is the jail
I'ma soldier and I'm my mail
And if I get I'm not about 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 tryin' to do right, I'm already livin' in pain
'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' money and by the two wholes
That's why I'm at the lab of the product, spittin' you

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

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

Who made this crack anyway? us about the heroin
Sold us alcohol and the guns we carry 'round
Can't blame us for everything 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 soldier and I'm about my
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
soldier and I'm about my mail
I ain't tryin' to do right, I'm 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 hunger for a young cat to die he grown
A lust for a young girl to slide a pole
She's always fallin' on her goals

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

And when the clears, the truth appear
The fight for your life, the struggles of a versus right
And wrong won, a song sung in the of reality
When death crosses 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 shit amountin' in the system ain't never it home, that I know

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

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