, God, damn, let me think I only wanna be famous to help me ... (lead) the streets I didn't changed your life I got you ... right You was the street too
bet I bust Bet I flow, bet I rip this beat Bet I feel that soul, bet I go Bet I bench these niggas like Ray, sit down, bro Bet I know, everything about this
'm flying down desert streets Wrapped in mother's wine and sheets Asbestos boots on flaming feet Dreaming of forbidden treats When uniforms on night time
They melt into a dream A broken angel sings from a guitar In the end, there's just a song Comes crying like the wind Through all the broken dreams and
chance On this sweet romance ... When they hear, of our last goodbye They'll have to seek another dream
only give you hot shit everyday Afraid of us, you know this ain't no game to us You strange to us, that's when we gettin' dangerous, come on This is
real good Gonna make a difference, gonna make it right As I turned up the collar on my favorite winter coat This wind is blowin' my mind I see the kids in the street
this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space With no time left to
There may come a time When you'll be tired As tired as a dream That wants to die And further to fly Further to fly Further to fly Further to fly Maybe
was in prison, not in church And two more to begin The book of my soul's search Time is an ocean of endless tears A wild boy from the streets of El
We can rely on each other, uh huh From one corner to another, uh huh Some got hopes and dreams, we got ways and mean The supreme dream team always up
power To every projects and every street corner, we gotta get out of this now All this hate can't last forever It's time that we stand together Everybody
all this is for Try to figure out what all this is for Try to see the world beyond your front door Try to figure out what all this is for
Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled Get your ass up and let's get ill, that's right y'all We more than rough, we callin' your bluff And
Shawty sittin low, big thangs poppin, Tip on da glock from a trip up in Compton. Shootin at da cops- fuck one time. I gave her to da block, I fucked one time
One, two, I'm 'bout to set this off, like this Hip-hoppers, check it Another MC lose his life tonight, Lord I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why?
is up and alive today And do I really believe in the mark of the beast? 'Cause he's still dwelling up in my streets Strapped and ready to fight this
don't hear this shit when I bring home paper My ears to the streets, what you gonna tell us? You keep talkin' down, girl, you sound like you jealous This is the last time