These Streets

[Chorus]
I know what I've seen, I know what I can't forget
I don't know nothing but these streets
I'm so tired of selling drugs, hustlin' and bustin' guns
But I don't know nothing but these streets

[Verse 1]
I started out never lookin' back on my past, living like the world around me was about to crash. I never had sh** but a dream and a blunt in my pocket... No hope but the roach that burns out when I drop it. I don't give a damn about a pig, I'm breakin' the law. Go get the pistol at your crib, I got two in my draws. I been packin' a piece since I stood four foot tall, never trusted a busta with a bigger mouth than his balls. Sixteen as a runnaway, gang war gun play. Seventeen lettin' shots blow on the highway. Eighteen feelin' as hard as God. Nineteen lookin' at a punk judge on a gun charge. I ain't beggin' b*** , put me in jail... Look at where the hell I'm at now, I'm living in hell. What's life? I end up dead or incarcerated, with free room and board, saying "look mom I made it... and I hate it."

[Chorus]
I know what I've seen, I know what I can't forget
I don't know nothing but these streets
I'm so tired of selling drugs, hustlin' and bustin' guns
But I don't know nothing but these streets

[Verse 2]
I bought four or five Zs with my cash, and now I got four or five tweakers on my ass. Every single one wants a gram or two, but that's how that powder do when them fools finally choose to live like them junkies do. They wuz born to lose, but I wuz born to profit. What you lookin' for cuz I bet you that I got it. I got that powder, let them eat it, then convince them that they need it, they believe it and you're seein' profits rising like a penis. I ain't got no truck on 24's, ain't got no spinnin' rims or no Lamborgini doors... I've always been poor, but I will let you know. I got a 44 and I bet I'll let it blow. Dead cold. Nobody heard it when your ass was gettin' murdered. So I leave that stinky body in a building that's deserted. How perverted and absurd of me to kill you undeservedly. But in time there's sure to be a reason to occur to me...

[Chorus]
I know what I've seen, I know what I can't forget
I don't know nothing but these streets
I'm so tired of selling drugs, hustlin' and bustin' guns
But I don't know nothing but these streets

[Verse 3]
I lost everything I had so fast, and seen young lives shattered like broken glass. Life ain't fair, so it seems, but I know what it means to be a child and let a bad decision kill your dreams. One minute on the corner sellin' them sacks, the next minute you've lost years you can never get back. Everybody makes mistakes homez, but f*** it... Ain't everybody blessed to get the chance to learn from it. I'm a man now, I understand now that life's hard, but it's all in God's hands now. I find comfort in knowin' I'm blind, but still seein' that His hand's a lot bigger than mine. They can take my life from me, put two in my chest. But if I died for a reason then they're only killing my flesh. If I can rise above this wrong I was taught to repeat, they can't judge me for only ever knowin' These Streets

[Chorus]
I know what I've seen, I know what I can't forget
I don't know nothing but these streets
I'm so tired of selling drugs, hustlin' and bustin' guns
But I don't know nothing but these streets