alive I'm gonna make it To conus real soon Hope some days still lie ahead for me [Chorus] I've gotta go back Too short to turn back Gotta go back Back to the world
Traduction: Street Dogs. Back To The World.
Go out tonight, to get lit up Drink tonight, gonna drink tonight Fourty hours done, I've had enough Drink tonight, gonna drink tonight Don't care what
All about control, that's the plan Hitting her makes you feel like a man It's a sick and twisted brutal game Won't stay silent to this abusive shame
t forget Garvey and Hemey Park In defense of Dorchester A real community not idle zip codes In defense of Dorchester I forged a life on these streets
honesty here. So you got the dictator but why go lie About the poision, the atomic fry Went on PR tour with honchos in tow Told the world a big lie about
you remember back in 1994 How fourth wave cities, they reopened the door Boston, Berkley, Orange County, Seattle, L.A. A time on the radio the whole world
somehow I once heard a composer sing I can't stand up for falling down Got to rise up and be accounted for Maybe that sentiment will arrive Back in town
for an E.R. haul [Chorus] Salt you stagger away and then fall Continuously stubborn and defiant through it all Vet you'll rattle, bemoan and berate People not backing
your honey to people It's venom you really say Let's act rich and let's dress vogue Hide our background, sell our souls But the one you let go is back
[Chorus] You alone must stand your ground You take a life worth nothing and turn it around You stand alone, yeah that's the deal You have yourself to
Neponset neighborhood landscape You loomed larger than most Owned scholastic and academic achievements All which you did boast The world was in the palm
Was a man of meek demeanor Now he's over the edge Insincerities and deceit Called off any old pledge Saying one thing, doing another Unacceptable, you
] [T-Pain:] Throw me in a cage with a lion and a bear I'm a kill 'em That motivation ain't lyin' I swear, I'm a nigga' I got my ear to the streets, back
Throw me in a cage with a lion and a bear I'ma kill em That motivation I ain't lying I swear I'm the nigga I got my ear to the streets... back to the
Gun Sitting in the back of the car, I just can't cope Everybody is a suspect, even if you don't bust I'ma bust back We down to ride and, all you little
knife, Mafia me and my family Jail, hell or paradise, am I my brother's keeper Forever twice, what's none of the dark will Come to the street life, zero