Lyrics
Growing up as an inner city brother
Growing up in an urban area as a young man
Where every other had a pops and a mother
Where most individuals had both a father and a mother
I was the product of a heated lover
I am the result of passionate love between my parents
Nobody knew how deep it screwed me
No one understood the profound impact it had on me
And since my pops never knew me
My father never had the chance to know me
My family didn't know what to do with me
My family was uncertain about how to handle me
Was I somebody they despise? Curious look in they eyes
People seemed to look at me with suspicion or dislike
As if they wonder if I'm dead or alive
They wondered if I was alive or dead
Poor momma can't control me
My mother couldn't control my actions
Quit tryin' to save my soul, I want to roll with my homies
I prefer to spend time with my friends than follow moral guidance
A tickin' timebomb, an't nobody fade me, packin' a 380
Feel like a time bomb, ready to explode, carrying a gun
And fiendin' for my Mercedes
Desiring material possessions like a Mercedes
Suckers scatter but it don't matter, I'm a cool shot
Enemies flee, but it doesn't matter; I remain composed
Punks drop from all the buckshots the fools got
Others fall victim to the gunfire from my adversaries
I'm tired of being a nice guy
Tired of being kind and considerate
I've been poor all my life, but don't know quite why
Despite poverty, unsure of its exact cause
So they label me a lunatic, could care less
People see me as insane, but I am indifferent to their opinions
Death or success is what I quest 'cause I'm fearless
Ready to embrace either death or success without fear
Now The streets is deathrow
The environment of the streets resembles a place of execution
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
The chorus repeats, emphasizing the dangerous nature of the streets
The streets is deathrow (like it ain't nothin)
-('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') uh
-The streets is deathrow (like it ain't nothin)
-I just murdered a man, I'm even more stresse
-Wearin' a vest, hopin' that they're aimin' 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 pennies over the years I'd done stacked many
-Proving wrong those who swore I wouldn't live to twenty
-Now they gotta cope, since it's the only thing I know
-It's difficult to let it go
-I'm startin' to lose my hair 'cause I worry
-Hustlin' to keep from gettin' buried
-But now I gotta move away now (way now)
-'Cause these suckers love to spray where I lay down (lay down)
-My homie lost his family, he snapped
-Shot up half the block to bring them back
-The streets is deathrow
-('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
-The streets is deathrow (like it ain't nothin)
-('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') uh
-The streets is deathrow (like it ain't nothin)
-('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') yeah
-The streets is deathrow (like it ain't nothin)
-('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
-(Like it ain't nothin)
-I'm dangerous when drunk, I only drink beer
-Gin makes me sin, unable to think clear
-Hennessy 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'll find a bullet in they chest
-Put to rest, by a brother who was hopeless
-Grow up broke, on the rope of insanity
-How many pistols smoking comin' from a broken family?
-I'm sick of being tired
-Sick of the sirens, bodybags, and the guns firin'
-Tell Bush push the button 'cause I'm fed
-Tired of hearin' these voices in my head
-The streets is deathrow
-('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') yeah
-The streets is deathrow (like it ain't nothin)
-('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') uh
-The streets is deathrow (like it ain't nothin)
-('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') yeah, yeah
-The streets is deathrow (like it ain't nothin)
-('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') yeah, uh, yeah
-The streets is deathrow (like it ain't nothin)
-('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
-This go out to my partners in the Live Squad
-And all my homies out there involved in that 187 (like it ain't nothin)
-('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
-Watch your back (I love it when they fear me) (like it ain't nothin)
-There's 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
-(I love it when they fear me) (like it ain't nothin)
-Come on, what we gonna do now? ('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
-(I love it when they fear me) (like it ain't nothin)
-The streets is deathrow
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