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letra de survive - soldier ink (stomper)

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just a regular day in the streets of l.a. (south east)
as i step outside the house, i bow my head and i pray
got a lot on my mind as i step outside

put my system up loud soon as i hop in the ride
cruise up the boulevard with a smile on my face
a chromed out nine mili, just so i could feel safe
features hotter than h-ll and i gotta stay ready
i′m on the grind to get mine, making moves to get fedi
this life is petty, the street life is deadly
disrespect us i’ll spill your noodles like a bowl of spaghetti
stay strapped, and little homie watch your back
i ain′t trying to f-cking preach but yo i been through that
so what the f-ck is next? this f-cking life is a test
sometimes i’m wondering if i get a chance to rest
my whole life is stress, got me feeling depressed
sometimes i’m wondering why i got myself in this mess
so i just spark it up cause what else can i do
time to face all my fears, time to get rid of you
somebody′s got to die, one of us gots to go
cause we can never be friends, you little punk ass hoe
i′m from the city of los and no matter where you go
we’re selling first class tickets to that murder show

in this crazy world
we be dodgin′ and we duckin’ everything just to stay alive
when the streets are watching
and we steadily hustling
doing anything to survive
it′s time to leave
can’t get caught slipping
and no tripping or we choose to die
cause the pressures are deadly
so we gotta be ready to do anything to survive

i′m from a city called pico, where everybody dies
where these people live skanless and everybody’s high
where these people put money before their own lives
where these juras set you up and make your b-tches testify
we got these coward m-th-f-ckas trying to spit the deal
f-cking b-tches spitting fiction, that means these cowards ain’t real
i know some real as k!llers and they′re all from my cl!ck
south east m-th-f-ckas p-w new pick
and i gotta stay high just to deal with the stress
.44 desert eagle and my bulletproof vest
and my drug of choice has to be the f-cking chron
ten blunts to the dome and i′m still trying to get high
ten more blunts to the neck and now i’m feeling fine
nothing on the police scanner, now i′m starting to unwind
just committed a crime, now another vato dies
the sign of the time, now another mother cries
on these southeast streets man your life obsolete
that’s why these juras don′t care, that’s why i pack my f-cking heat
that′s why i tell you stay high
watch these b-tches cause they lie
cause at the end of the night, i’m on a mission to survive

in this crazy world
we be dodgin’ and we duckin′ everything just to stay alive
when the streets are watching
and we steadily hustling
doing anything to survive
it′s time to leave
can’t get caught slipping
and no tripping or we choose to die
cause the pressures are deadly
so we gotta be ready to do anything to survive

in this crazy world
we be dodgin′ and we duckin’ everything just to stay alive
when the streets are watching
and we steadily hustling
doing anything to survive
it′s time to leave
can’t get caught slipping
and no tripping or we choose to die
cause the pressures are deadly
so we gotta be ready to do anything to survive

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