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letra de these streets - ruben slikk

smokin trappin and burnin till sundown
woke up early in the morning i’m loading my gun now
i can surely see the warnings before me to come down
crackers label me a demon because of compound
it’ll never be the same as it was and you know it
still adaptin to the change being present in the moment
running laps around these lames knowin they ain’t really on it
a hundred racks a hundred chains all from slaying my opponents

was in denial but i had to face my issues
so depressed i’m f-cking p-ssed too
in the struggle ain’t no house to bring a b-tch to
way too insecure to kiss you
know that you deserve the best don’t mean to diss you
got dookie breath i smell like sh-t too

i’m risking my life know i ain’t living right
so i pray every night cause my money is tight but my family in need so it’s well worth the fight
serving xannies and lean bout to plan me a heist
feelin down on my knees so i’m calling a christ
praised a lot for these streets and the truth in my life
and i came from the dark but i aim for the light
gave me the strength to survive in this world
i’ve been slavin and robbin and jiving you girl
need some time to work on me can’t lie to you girl

i was born by these streets
i live and die by these streets
for my family to eat
id give my life for these streets
i hustled all my life to the bone
i gave it all to these streets yea

smoking blacks and eating vinegar and salt chips
junkies on me for them horses like a salt l!ck
i drop a six of purple act up in my malt liq
you take a sip and don’t wake up it ain’t my fault b-tch
won’t rape a chick i just say welcome to my cult b-tch
if you ain’t know i have been s-xually -ssaulted
before i found my swag and then society revolted
i know the police watching got they eye on me remotely
i’m focused solving problems to improving change totally
the way a n-gga livin’ tempted me to be a vulture
i’m carving through the excess drama like a sculpture
when i hold my mama down and love my woman like supposed to

i’ve been working all week still ain’t made nothin
when your baby gotta eat gotta die by something
pay respect to the deceased gotta cry bout somerthin
now i’m feeling like a crease bout to fold all the money
do i wanna live in peace thuggin’ friday to sunday every monday

i be searching for cheese like the mo’f-cking mice
existential church i’m a vessel for christ
i’m just living my life
i’m just living my life

i’m just living my life
i’m just living my life

i was born by these streets
i live and die by these streets
for my family to eat
id give my life for these streets
i hustled all my life to the bone
i gave it all to these streets yea

- ruben slikk

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