about the boy on the street I want to see him on his feet and you heard my scream and you heard my scream for the man on the street he's praying for some
, him or {*censored*} killin babies I'm a New Jerz' Devil, the street, creative rebel Only got one, shot to produce on every level This is bags I must
, hand on the steerin wheel swervin Bless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm livin in hell Just let me live on the streets, cause ain't no peace for me in jail
to the streets Why fear me, fear the shit I speak Once this shit drop it's heard on every fuckin street like the sound of police who run the street really
the part that's in my walk with street talk I'm runnin' up the block in the dark with less spark. Survalience on a nigga every day, Waitin' on my daddy
:] I Reminisce On Tha Fast Times Can't Explain, Just What Attracts Me To This Dirty Game I Reminisce On Tha Past Crimes Gold Chains, Some Extra Change, And Tha Street
skeet on Fresh feet on so much candy on my boat You can eat on the hub Put my heat on the wood Speed on, is good Tonight there will be no commericials
I got two sista's and a brother and I learned to harmony On the streets, on tha Clair, that's where I'm from y'all, on the streets of tha Clair that'
CMB poe boy Boss what it is nigga? Birdman what up The Goons to be king How u love that pussy nigga? Yeah Blood Money The definition I'm Clutching on
thang [Styles] weight on my back hate in my heart blood in my eye foot on the gas blunt in my mouth lovin the ride hand on the gun ear to the street
: (feat. Saul Williams) Cyborg, android, d-boy, decoy, water, wisdom, tightrope, vision, insight, stronghold, heartless, ice cold, mystery, mastery,
Lord! Good Lord! Good Lord! Oh My God! Come ON! Pops sped off. Left mom with a bundle o' joy, a boy, smack dab in the jungle. Took tunnel vision, but
back glocks, got more pull than slang shots Hit G spots by givin hoes back shots I'm a young country boy, long socks with flip flops But I pull up on
nigga numerator Never know who the hater, niggaz cater to your ego I'm sorry like Atari whose the cousin to Coleco.. Vision caught a Rico, back on the street
no pity so take off because I'm dangerous I breaks 'em off like I was Beat Street, see I be breakin Speakin of breakin, break on how to get your life taken, boy
: [Intro: Nas] I want you to close your eyes And vision the most beautiful place in the world If you in the hood on the ghetto street corner Come on
get it, yeah, I'm with it Streets on fire, I'm frying my dinner Quick like Sugar Ray Leonard, one love Any boy get served like tennis Menace, you call
star From then I've been strictly on a mission I got twenty-twenty vision All the haters I can spot them from far I'm Sean (Kingston) Jamaicans on slash
