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These Streets Lyrics - Artist : CRUCIFIX
I know what I've seen
I know what I can't forget I don't know nothing but these streets I'm so tired of selling drugs Hustlin' and bustin' guns But I don't know nothing but these streets I started out never lookin' back on my past Living like the world around me was about to crash I never had shit but a dream and a blunt in my pocket... No hope but the roach that burns out when I drop it I don't give a damn about a pig I'm breakin' the law Go get the pistol at your crib I got two in my draws I been packin' a piece since I stood four foot tall Never trusted a busta with a bigger mouth than his balls Sixteen as a runnaway Gang war gun play Seventeen lettin' shots blow on the highway Eighteen feelin' as hard as God Nineteen lookin' at a punk judge on a gun charge I ain't beggin' bitch Put me in jail... Look at where the hell I'm at now I'm living in hell What's life? I end up dead or incarcerated With free room and board Saying "look mom I made it... And I hate it" I know what I've seen I know what I can't forget I don't know nothing but these streets I'm so tired of selling drugs Hustlin' and bustin' guns But I don't know nothing but these streets I bought four or five Zs with my cash And now I got four or five tweakers on my ass Every single one wants a gram or two But that's how that powder do when them fools finally choose to live like them junkies do They was born to lose But I was born to profit What you lookin' for cause I bet you that I got it I got that powder Let them eat it Then convince them that they need it They believe it and you're seein' profits rising like a penis I ain't got no truck on 24's Ain't got no spinnin' rims or no Lamborgini doors... I've always been poor But I will let you know I got a 44 and I bet I'll let it blow Dead cold Nobody heard it when your ass was gettin' murdered So I leave that stinky body in a building that's deserted How perverted and absurd of me to kill you undeservedly But in time there's sure to be a reason to occur to me... I know what I've seen I know what I can't forget I don't know nothing but these streets I'm so tired of selling drugs Hustlin' and bustin' guns But I don't know nothing but these streets I lost everything I had so fast And seen young lives shattered like broken glass Life ain't fair So it seems But I know what it means to be a child and let a bad decision kill your dreams One minute on the corner sellin' them sacks The next minute you've lost years you can never get back Everybody makes mistakes homez But fuck it... Ain't everybody blessed to get the chance to learn from it I'm a man now I understand now that life's hard But it's all in God's hands now I find comfort in knowin' I'm blind But still seein' that His hand's a lot bigger than mine They can take my life from me Put two in my chest But if I died for a reason then they're only killing my flesh If I can rise above this wrong I was taught to repeat They can't judge me for only ever knowin' These Streets I know what I've seen I know what I can't forget I don't know nothing but these streets I'm so tired of selling drugs Hustlin' and bustin' guns But I don't know nothing but these streets |
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