THE STREETZ

by Djdrek   Nov 9, 2006


People always talk thinking they can walk the walk
most of the time niggaz end up dead outline in chalk
face down in pool of blood on the sidewalk
they think they the shit and they run there block
sounds of gun shots, niggaz getting dropped, niggaz getting popped...
just another niggaz heart stopped...

another dead body on the ground lie'n
momma at home, now she crying
Cuz her only son ain't come home
cuz he thought those were his streets he owned
but her learned the hard way
ain't going be here to see another day
he didn't even have time to pray
before he got sprayed
now in his coffin is where he lays

© 2006

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