my streets

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My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep I hate police so im saving
the streets
My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep
 
Yeah i know we never got to meet
 
But a slave to my own street.
 
When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,
 
Umm, this lane is open if, if you need
 
Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet deep
 
It's like you grew up on drug street, 21 out jump street
 
Began my life out on then street
 
Seein' dreams in they sleep
 
Last of a dying breed
 
Now we all in the street
 
Walk with heat cause talk is cheap
 
When they see me out in the street
 
Including fox hill and 27th street
 
Yeah i know we never got to meet
 
But im a slave to my streets
 
When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,
 
Umm, this lane is open if, if you need
 
Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet under
 
It's like you grew up on drug street, from 21 jump street
 
Began my life out on then street
 
Seein' dreams in they sleep
 
Last of a dying breed
 
Now we all in the street
 
Walk with heat cause talk is cheap
 
When they see me out in the street
 
Including fox hill and 27th street
 
And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

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