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

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

The real riders shoot up and screams who next
Like my nigga two text, he two text
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
Rest eternally, no comin' back, ya O.D.,
neighborhood got me comatose
Back against the wall, another statistic I

The streets always been my daddy and is the county jail
I'ma soldier and I'm my mail
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 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 flippin' kicks Judo
Or out somewhere pimpin' gettin' 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 stars last Monday
the neighborhood, king pen last Tuesday
If this was goin' on in your neighborhood would you say?

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

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

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 to tell
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
I'm a gangsta

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

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

And when the smoke clears, the truth
The for your life, the struggles 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 come to a and realize
no matter what 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 always been 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 been my daddy and mommy is the county jail
I'ma and I'm about my mail
I ain't to do right, I'm already livin' in pain
'Cause I'm a