
Date of issue: 09.07.2009
Song language: English
Streets Is My Home (feat. Sav Killz & Bronze Nazareth) |
Yo, ayo by blood is hazey, smokey gaze |
Glazed in ways, dilates cook-up my hybrid |
I’ve witnessed every act of violence |
Silence is isolated; |
I’m in a crowded basement |
Sitting and jakes came, vapors raining, carbon faces |
Decrypt a human, sit in ruins, two sides are amazing |
Flagrant patient, inhaling icy Danish painting |
Dealt the 88, I sit inside the pipe and wait for fate to overcome |
There’s niggas who can’t even see the sun |
I circulate around it, display scene surround it |
By shadows and gallows, my smoke is not a trail to follow |
Survival is vital, smoke billows out the rival’s window |
Swindle vandals, selling handfuls and halos |
And rainbows and Grey Goose complement me |
Anything to gain those, evict up, cocaine dose, intensely |
I stole the moon leaving you on an empty eclipse |
Your brain ripped, the cabinet’s hole, occupying you soon |
Signifying you’re dying, a sign you need your dome |
I’m the reason you’re homeless habit be speaking in codes |
I explode outcomes, lungs and atoms are blown |
The streets is my home, 'cause I need to be sold |
(Documentary Sample) |
«For one thing is really sure, is that the ah crack epidemic |
Grew ah and it expanded and virtually devastated a generation» |
The park benches' my bed, breathe the dark stench of lead |
In the city air, my sixteenth pair of donating shoes |
To bloviating snooze, no doe for daily booze |
And guys kitchen suit meals, who feels he’s dead |
Who realer enough to sleep with cardboards over his head? |
When it rains I shower, the bottle is always my friend |
A life of lonely travels wherever I lay my hat |
Wherever the day be at, I always got darker clouds |
Even when its sunlight, my son might be graduating |
Ain’t seen 'em since '86 since Rick wrestled Alligators |
Unbalance the several layers, amongst candles and prayers |
The Devil glares in my face in my nightmares |
Remember facing M-16's for my nation’s army |
Now I’m facing the clerk at the Salvation Army |
I asked God why I always had walked alone |
No answers, so there’s no heaven, the streets is my home, nigga |
(Documentary Sample) |
«There were not in that services |
We were literally claiming homeless people off the streets |
Who have frozen to death, ah and Detroit it was a theme out of depression» |
This is why I’m the streets, crack concrete |
Misguided fleets broke your home, stars outta reach |
I was taught to civilize, teach, dip on the beach |
Ganja up plots to get paid in the lease |
Moms painted pictures, tainted, many resting in peace |
Feeling flagrant, AIDS patient sleeping resting and deceased |
Get them tabernacles, blood sucked to pour like a leech |
Watch out for them thieves running up on the creep |
Mentality is don’t give a fuck grim reap |
Is a lot going on so it’s hard to get sleep |
Keep my thoro conversation for them kids trying to peep |
Got to move off the radar, won’t detect my bleed |
Black widows have his hood rats burn like Chilly Peppers |
Woody wood pecker, I’m for the cream, watching cheddars |
The papers change, hustlers, ballers, players, pursuit |
Piffling the L I Q, special brew |
Double stew got us fiend out like bottles loot |
Those who were chosen choosing themselves, only a few |
Minimum wage, kids barely making the grade |
Never mind the education, brother go and get paid |
Emcees is herd up, wrong battles get murked up |
Tsunami strike, tidal waves, niggas its surf up |
Sav Killz mothafuckas, don’t let me work up |
Streets is my home, 85ers get served up |
(Movie Sample) |
«What am I suppose to do? |
A fool rolls up and tries to smoke me |
I’m a shit the mothafucka if he don’t kill me first.» |
«You're doing exact what they want you to do |
You have to think young brother about your future.» |
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