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

Good times disappear quickly into a mist
Shooter ever miss, that means I'm accurate
Crack the pitch man, soon 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 call it plex
Gotta the protocol, I'm warnin' y'all it gets 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 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
'Cause I'm a

The streets always been my daddy and mommy is the jail
I'ma 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 better off in the game flippin' like Judo
Or out somewhere pimpin' gettin' money and by the two
why I'm at the lab of the product, spittin' 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 neighborhood would you say?

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

Who made crack 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 blame a nigga for nothin' he do to get cake

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

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

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

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

And when the smoke clears, the truth
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 you come to a close and realize
That no what we key to the codes
I seen the swallow muthafuckas whole
The shit amountin' in the system ain't never make it home, I know

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 to tell
I'm a gangsta

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 already in pain
I'm a gangsta