The Streetz R Deathrow
(专辑: Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z. - 1993)
Growing up as an inner city brotha Where every other had a
pops and a
motha I
was the
product of a
heated lover. Nobody knew how deep it screwed me And since my pops never knew me My family didn't know what to do with me. Was I
somebody they despised? Curious look in they eyes As if they wonder if I'm dead or alive And poor momma can't control me "Quit trying to save my soul, I
wanna roll with my homies!" A
ticken timebomb, can't nobody fade me Packing a
380 and fiending for Mercedes Suckers scatter but it don't matter I'm a
cool shot Punks drop from all the
buckshots the
fools got I'm tired of being a
nice guy I've been poor all my life, but don't know quite why So they label me a
lunatic Could care less death or success Is what I
quest 'cause I'm fearless Now the
streets are deathrow ('cause I'll beat you down like it ain't nothin') The
streets are deathrow. [2x] I
just murdered a
man, I'm even more stressed wearing a
vest Hoping that they're aiming at my chest Much too young to bite the
bullet Hand on the
trigga I
see my life before my eyes each time I
pull it I
hope I
live to be a
man Must be part of some big plan to keep a
brotha in the
state pen Counting pennys over the
years I'd done stacked many Proving wrong those Who swore I'd wouldn't live till twenty Now they gotta cope Since it's the
only thing I
know It's difficult to let it go I'm starting to lose my hair 'cause I
worry Hustling to keep from getting buried But now I
gotta move away now 'Cause these suckers love ta' spray where I
lay down My homie lost his family, he snapped; Shot up half the
block to bring them back The
streets are deathrow ('cause I'll beat you down like it ain't nothin') The
streets are deathrow. [2x] I'm dangerous when drunk I
only drink beer Gin makes me sin Unable to think clear Henessey makes me think my enemy is getting close BOOM BOOM BOOM Got me shooting at a
ghost Some call me crazy but this is what you gave me Amongst the
babies who raised up from the
slavery I
sport a
vest and hit the
sess to kill the
stress Moved out west and I
invest in all the
best Those who test will find a
bullet in they chest Put to rest by a
brotha who was hopeless Grow up broke on the
rope of insanity How many pistols smoking coming from a
broken family I'm sick of being tired Sick of the
sirens, body bags, and the
gun firing Tell Bush, "Push the
button!" 'cause I'm fed Tired of hearing these voices in my head The
streets are deathrow ('cause I'll beat you down like it ain't nothin') The
streets are deathrow. [2x] ('cause I'll beat you down like it ain't nothin') The
streets are deathrow ('cause I'll beat you down like it ain't nothin') The
streets are deathrow ('cause I'll beat you down like it ain't nothin') The
streets are deathrow ('cause I'll beat you down like it ain't nothin') The
streets are deathrow ('cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') This goes out to my partners in the
Live Squad (like it ain't nothin') And all my partners involved in that 187 Watch your back ('cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') There got to be a
better way ('cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') There's too many of us in the
cemetery ('cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') Come on, what we gonna do now ('cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') The
streets are deathrow