i go in, the chances are life or nothing running the streets, and given the night, and given the night, and given the night running the streets, and given
love me On my own at a early age gettin' paid and I'm strapped so I'll never be afraid Where did I go astray I'm hanging in the back streets running
Tuesday and I'm locked up I'm in jail and I don't know what happend They say I was running butt naked Down the street screaming (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA) Well
Heeyo drama We bout to burn the muthafucking streets up with this shit Breakfast club I want to welcome everybody to the muthafuckin rap room This aint
no where to go And you gave me No where to go (and you saved me) I was down and out 2 I was doing drugs 2 I was running the streets 2 Never felt love
would throw that ticket away. I would not. I sat in the cool shadows of these men, and my brain is a pimple train, of secret running out of the left
dough and he betta be street We like Dem boys up top from the BK (BK) Know how to flip that money three ways (Three ways) Always ridin' big on the freeway (Freeway
love me On my own at a early age getting paid And I'm strapped so I'll never be afraid Where did I go astray I'm hanging in the back streets? Running
worse for wear I've seen the lights going down on sunset Madmen running loose, there's murder in the air So this is America Love colder than death, working the streets
Sad and so distracted Notice the teardrops Running down on my cheek Notice the laughter Making it loud's a good disguise I'm taking my heartaches For a little ride on main street
be poor Do what you're told Yeah, are you from Europe? Well so am I, I came here in 1955 Half American, half asleep Same day a rain will came And wash the streets
niggas birds pop, and the crips ain't far way you got nothing block gray streets in the PJ's when niggas 15 years old with beards like freeway and you
