| Back in the alleyways
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| With street trash I hideaway
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| Fuck with me you bet your life
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| I’ll cut through you like a switchblade knife
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| The golden rule under the street light sun
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| Is lookout for number one
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| Don’t think twice about what’s right
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| I sink my teeth and take a bite
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| Street school there ain’t no rules
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| When trouble calls your back’s against the wall
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| And they got you by the balls
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| You don’t wanna bleed you gotta fight 'em dirty
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| Before they bring you to your knees
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| You gotta scratch
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| Scratch like a cat
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| You gotta scratch
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| Scratch like a cat
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| Law dog come sniffin' around
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| Sniffin' around when the sun goes down
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| On my ass and without a doubt
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| I chew 'em up and I spit 'em out
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| It’s do or die in this paradise
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| War games we call street life
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| So don’t you cross my path
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| 'Cause Til make sure you don’t come back
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| Street school there ain’t no rules
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| When trouble calls your back against the wall
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| And they got you by the balls
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| You don’t wanna bleed you gotta fight 'em dirty
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| Before they bring you to your knees
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| Chorus
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| And if I should die tomorrow
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| Don’t say a prayer for me
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| Pray for the lonely children
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| And hope they don’t turn out like me
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| Chorus (repeat) |