Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Life On The Streets , by - Brownside. Song from the album Payback, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 26.05.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: PR
Song language: English
Life On The Streets |
| It’s an everyday thing on the east of town |
| Times ain’t good, but they won’t hold me down |
| I’m out to get mine and won’t get left back |
| I can’t get me a job, but I can get a dope sack |
| In my hood everyday, gettin off my slangs |
| I’m not really trippin off money, cuz I’d rather gang bang |
| And kick back with my homeboys who are down for me From the evil side representing one-three |
| And the ways in my neighborhood ain’t nothin nice |
| You gotta be down or else your payin the price |
| Cuz for me to do good others must do bad |
| What makes me happy might make you sad |
| I need to straight come up so I can earn my way out |
| Broke motherfuckers don’t carry no clout |
| The hood that I’m from is where I proved my name |
| And the streets where I live is where I got my fame |
| Don’t push me cuz I’m losing my head |
| The way I live I might end up dead |
| I can’t ever forget the crazy things that I’ve done |
| A young gang-banger livin life by a gun |
| Doin down ass things to make you learn quick |
| The kind of crazy things that make people sick |
| Some might not agree, but I have to survive |
| And by me doing wrong is gonna keep me alive |
| So I try everyday to learn the tricks of the trade |
| Savin up my money cuz I don’t get paid |
| I know I do bad but I do it real good |
| Cuz that’s the way I learned in my crazy ass hood |
| Growin up in the streets of SB and LA |
| Where a youngster couldn’t even hang around and play |
| Drive bys, drug deals, bases everywhere |
| Crack babies being born and their moms don’t even care |
| Don’t think for a minute that this shit ain’t real |
| Cuz life on the streets might get you killed |
| Times are bad and everything is hard |
| Got no money, don’t own no car |
| With some old ass clothes, no food to eat |
| And some burnt out Nikes coverin up my feet |
| You get your first impression by the way I look |
| He’s a gangster, a killer, and a no good crook |
| Just cuz I’m broke don’t mean I’m a punk |
| Lemme explain myself in five minutes of funk |
| Everything I’ve done that has been wrong |
| I just kick back and write it here in my song |
| Cuz life on the streets is rough as fuck |
| Vatos tryin to hit licks so they can come up real tough |
| Rapping is my hustle, alls I need is a beat |
| So I can tell my little story about life on the street |
| And I’ma do what it takes, so I can survive |
| This is mad ass Danger from the Brownside |