Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Street Wars, artist - Cypress Hill. Date of issue: 22.03.2004
Song language: English
Street Wars |
| As a kid, I was known, son of a thug |
| Snub-nosed .38 in the glove, who can relate with us? |
| Never had an easy life, shit’s way out |
| Clips spray out, fools pay out or play out |
| Any scenario, been there, done that |
| Gone where some of y’all niggas, couldn’t come back |
| Been through the hottest parts of hell |
| Came back with a hard shell and, hard as nails |
| I went through it all, do it all, screw it all |
| Small you recall, the hard times as a juve-nile |
| Often misunderstood |
| Some joined the military, others just joined the hood |
| Street corner combat, part of the dark streets |
| Your heart beats pump when my slugs release |
| And there ain’t no tellin, don’t be the one yellin |
| These birds are deadly, they can shatter your melon |
| When the street wars jump off, there’s only one thing to do |
| Grab your gat and squeeze one off |
| This ain’t the life of the soft ones who run off |
| You got one shot to get you a knot |
| At the crossroads, sick of holdin the badlands |
| Where street wars, kick off quicker than Van Damme |
| Mistakes of mad man, I remember the old ways |
| The old days where fools clapped yo' |
| No quarter, you feel me? |
| Life expectancy’s just a little bit shorter |
| G’s gave the order, you carried 'em out |
| Quick fast, you the last nigga I’m worried about |
| Get that street lead, that was one step over the edge |
| Much closer to death, every step I kept on |
| Learnin about the dark paths, made a hard left |
| Prayed to God death is swift and painless |
| This life ain’t for everyone, stay out my shoes |
| You can’t trade your fate, I hate to break the news |
| The young won’t respect the fences these days |
| You a marked man if you get caught up in these ways |