| Walkin' five blocks every day to earn my keep
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| It ain’t easy when you’re walkin' on these streets
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| Runnin' on a tightrope it’s a real thin line
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| Thinkin' that you might die this time
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| Some things will never change, a street education
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| So close yet so far, just a block from the station
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| Standin' on the corner, I might get taken out
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| Five blocks to the subway, just five blocks away
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| Five blocks to the subway, I can do that any day
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| There’s a local wise guy he owns the whole damn block
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| It’s easy doin' business when you’re payin' off the cops
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| Makin' money pushin' drugs wouldn’t stop if he could
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| Killin' kids in his own damn neighborhood
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| Watch out for muggers and the pickpockets beware
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| You get to play these games when you pay transit fare
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| Trials and tribulations, a journey made each day
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| This is my reality, the hardest game to play
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| Standin' on the platform and I’m waiting for the train
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| Good thing I’m underground, now it’s startin' to rain
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| Always stand alone, hold the wall up with my back
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| Or else you might get pushed on to the tracks |