: Illuminate the fight- Light these stairs on fire. Illuminate, Illuminate.. With tensions pulling tighter, my pulse does beat faster. Are my enemies
do just to get a reaction A substitute for everything youve never had, Now youre stranded alone and your feet start to drag. The streets are your but
. In death theyll meet you there! Humble and in the sand, they pray with open hands. Innocent blood spills in the streets, In death theyll meet you there
: On a canvas lacking color far away from whats expected, The feeling of restriction since the first drawn out depicition. From what is here and what
words and hear my screams. Liquid lung..Luquid lung. Were barley scratching on the surface now! Liquid lungs, god rest my soul so I can float. Dont need to worry about
On a canvas lacking color far away from whats expected, The feeling of restriction since the first drawn out depicition. From what is here and what is
Illuminate the fight- Light these stairs on fire. Illuminate, Illuminate.. With tensions pulling tighter, my pulse does beat faster. Are my enemies just
you do just to get a reaction A substitute for everything youve never had, Now youre stranded alone and your feet start to drag. The streets are your
prayer. In death theyll meet you there! Humble and in the sand, they pray with open hands. Innocent blood spills in the streets, In death theyll meet
.] You know me I'm a solider no doubt my reputation already confirm what I'm about I'm a hustler you can always catch me in the streets puttin it down
They thank I don't know they out there waitin' on me I'ma hit the bus Nigga it'll be some shit bloody bodies all in the street Everyday of the week fuckin
thugging Some niggas buckin But alot of niggas button The UPT is where I stunt, nigga thats my hometown And everybody knows that on Sunday it be going down So until I die I'ma be about that street
And my grill be slugged up My heart filled with anger cause nigga I don't give a fuck Stack my chesse up Cause one day I'm a give this street life up
already got it, straight down flat Run in and out, click clack of packs 4 niggas 4 keys, 4 tryin to play I gotta correct it, split it 4 ways I'm about
Riders, you run up, I told'ja I let'em hang Bang or get banged nigga it's an uptown thang Chorus Once again it's me representin', comin' straight from the streets
bout the real Them niggaz who paper chase, go in the dark and pack that steal You ain't hear about the young thugs, The Hot Boys, that's who the are Run
told 'dem have a nice day Now i'm back street i'm doin the same ol' thang A young nigga bout my change so i'm lettin my nuts hang I run with ten ward