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letra de the streets - young noble & deuce deuce

[intro]
out on the street, you don’t survive by being big

[verse 1: deuce deuce]
for those locked in a box, never see the light of day
mothers left brokenhearted, every day they pray
for the dearly departed, for those who hustled the hardest
thug life, if you real not a image
no gimmicks, broken homes, single parents on welfare
yeah we’ve got healthcare, in my eyes they still don’t care
another brother deceased, price of life is way too cheap
why they manipulating mankind, he was known to him
had a criminal record, so his murder was justified
what about his mother? sister and brothers?
he had a couple of youngin’s had to feed ’em
tried to find work, but they said they don’t need him
they ain’t hiring, and you wonder why thugs sell drugs
with no source of retirement
to you he just a product of his environment
the deception and their perception of truth
how can we blame the youth?
mind-frame ready for war i need the troops
me, i’m livin’ proof, educated
without a degree or diploma i got mines on the corna
my role model? red hoods, had ho’s closin’ bank
roosevelt what you expect? eyes right on him now
when i saw my first stamp, puffin’ on a cigarette
coughing up a lung, ready for eddie
[chorus: black jack]
(on the streets) i hustle day and night
dealin’ with the struggle to fight
(on the streets) must keep my eyes open
make it through the day, i’m prayin’ i’m hopin
(on the streets) will god forgive our sins (yeah)
for the evil we do, the devil grins (listen)

[verse 2: young n0ble]
with little education, there’s a very few options
slangin’, bangin’, rappin’ or robbin’
wonder why we a problem? my community is starvin’
now we turnin’ on each other, my enemy is my brother (d-mn)
shaken the black rain, we live in a past pain (past pain)
some say we live in our last days (uh)
keep my faith towards god, in these hostile times (hostile times)
give hope to the hopeless, ghetto gospel rhymes (ghetto gospel rhymes)
gotta reach to the future, leave the past behind (behind)
gotta focus on the present, better watch the signs (uh)
outlaw, concrete mob (mob)
from my block to tdot it’s real for us all
probably ain’t involved unless it’s paper involved (paper involved)
long as i’m alive, on mine, they die and live on (yeah)
got the spirit of a panther, lookin’ for answers
the spirit of a hustler, hustler, all we got is us
(on the streets)
[verse 3: e.d.i. mean]
i’m hungry like a haitian, business is long gone
mind raising, chasing this paper like a hogg (hogg)
frustrated, anxious just to get it on (on)
like marvin, starvin’ will i stay strong (stay strong)
in these streets man the cops always watch us (watch us)
hopin’ we slip, man they trail us just to knock us (knock us)
rebel, outlaw,, renegade, missionary
won’t stop til my kids got chips to bury
seen it all and i ain’t ‘fraid of the unseen
one team, one dream, out for one thing
rhyme with the same clique that i came with (that i came with)
from the streets to the stage, it’s the same sh-t (it’s the same sh-t!)
tryna come up with next to nothin’
dog i’m with it all, except for frontin’! (uh huh)
tryna come up with next to nothin’
oh yeah, i’m with it all, except for frontin’!
on the streets (on the streets)

[chorus: black jack]
(on the streets) i hustle day and night
dealin’ with the struggle to fight
(on the streets) must keep my eyes open
make it through the day, i’m prayin’ i’m hopin
(on the streets) will god forgive our sins
for the evil we do, the devil grins
[outro]
on the streets (on the streets)
on the streets (on the streets)
on the streets (on the streets)
on the streets (on the streets)
on the streets you don’t survive by being big

- young noble deuce deuce

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