Streets
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Se pone pesada la situación
The situation becomes heavy and difficult to handle.

Se escuchan los llantos desde'l pantion
Cries are heard from the cemetery.

Se escuchan las madres pedir perdón
Mothers are begging for forgiveness.

Que vuelva que vuelva rogándole a dios
They are pleading for their loved ones to come back, praying to God.

This ain't no bible scripture
These words are not from the Bible.

This is words from the block let me paint a picture
These are words from the neighborhood, and I will describe it for you.

A young ghetto veteran living life twisted
I am a young person from the ghetto, experienced in life's hardships.

Had too many homies die so now we make'em feel it
I have lost many friends to violence, and now we make sure others feel our pain and struggle.

If you're living by the street code there's no religion
If you are living by the rules of the streets, there is no room for religion.

There's no gods out here when they tryna kill us
No gods help us when we are in danger of being killed.

Is different than selling dope to losing hope
There is a difference between selling drugs and losing all hope for a better life.

In these streets watch you're back cus if not you get smoked
You must watch your back in these streets, or you may be killed.

If you don't see death coming it'll snatch your soul
If you are not aware of death, it can suddenly take you away.

Even the innocent leave when it's not meant to go
Even innocent people can die when it is not their time.

And ever since they passed it made my heart to stone
Since my friends died, my heart has become hardened.

So for the dead this journey goes on
Our journey for the dead continues.

You can still hear the screams of a mother crying
The cries of a grieving mother can still be heard.

Lord tell me what this means all my friends are dying
I ask the Lord why my friends keep dying.

I'm still riding got the heart of a young lion
I still continue on despite the danger, with the strength of a young lion.

Bullets fly motherfucker you can keep trying
Even with bullets flying, I will still persevere.

Flaco told me little homie never love a bitch
Flaco advised me to never love a woman.

And Mando told me on your lonely's when you empty clips
Mando taught me that you should only empty your firearm when you are alone and in danger.

Baby gangsters on the block with the chrome piece
The young gangsters on the streets carry guns.

Wuttup Triste and all my fucking og's
Greetings to Triste and all the other OGs.

Limoneros true beasts known to smash out
The Limoneros are known for their violent behavior.

See your hood up on the wall is getting whacked out
Seeing your neighborhood up on the wall as a memorial for the dead is becoming more common.

Blast now and ask questions later
Shoot first and ask questions later.

Only time you come around is when you suckas need a favor
The only time some people get involved is when they need a favor.

I love this I can't stop the streets they get hot
Despite it all, I love this lifestyle even though the streets get dangerous.

Bitches they love to jock and feds they love to watch
Women love to be involved with gangsters, and the police watch them closely.

Bullets ripping through your flesh bullet tearing through your ride
Bullets can harm both your body and your car.

Ain't nowhere to run ain't nowhere to hide
There is nowhere to go to escape the violence.

My life without prison how would it be?
How different would my life have been without prison?

I can't imagine guess this time has been good to me
I cannot imagine, but I suppose this time has been beneficial to me.

Cus shit happens for a reason been blessed to grow older the streets done grown colder
Things happen for a reason, and I am grateful to be alive and older while the streets have become even colder.

Looks like the devil's been the sole molder
The devil seems to have had a hand in shaping the streets into what they are today.

Of our growing youth it's like if life has been throwing you
The youth are being shaped by the harsh realities of life, as if life is throwing them curveballs.

Curve balls from the gate as if we're born to do
It seems like we are born only to face difficult challenges from the start.

What we do cus it's done regardless of the outcome
We do what we do regardless of the consequences.

Ding ding round one till one's taken out on a stretcher
It is a fight to the death, and one person will be taken out on a stretcher.

Or till the cops get you cus you feel the pressure of this ghetto life and you must impress your
Or until the cops catch you because you feel the pressure of the ghetto life, and you must impress your peers.

Homies with your ability cus you been a ge
Your friends will only respect you if you have the ability to do what is necessary to survive in the streets.

Enemies took a bit of me when they killed my d-o-g
My enemies took a part of me when they killed my friend.

Show me what your varrio like
Show me what your neighborhood is like.

Gave it all to the streets and now the streets got our life
We gave everything to the streets, and now our lives belong to the streets.

Like a baseball game three strikes and you outta here
Like a baseball game, if you make three mistakes, you are out of the game.

A deal for a lotta years ain't no role models here
People make deals for many years, but there are no role models in this lifestyle.