Streets Won't Let Me Go 가사

Gangsta! A life time, a bad luck It's sad but the nigga stayed strong Pray everyday that my life goes on Cause the streets ain't givin a black man shit So my attitude is: you can suck a fat man's dick Tricks in my face for my snaps, cause I'm rappin I puts them in their place when I pulls up my strap and slap 'em Backwards with the theory of my anger Nigga's so crazy on the daily talkin strangers Wanna hit the stick, I'm scared of the Bombay Andre, never was a dope fiend anyway I'd rather lay back in the cut, be corrupt, and fuck shit up Because I'm stuck in the streets It's seems the streets, they just won't let me go Sometimes I wish, I find some where to go Damn, it's a shame, I blame myself for my bad luck A young buck nigga growin up, gave a mad fuck I'm rollin through at night shit in papers Give hoes the vapors and live in skyscrapers But I guess I tried to move too fast So the lord had to stop my black ass with a blast (*Gun Shot*) One shot to my back, makin small tracks Think of my life where am I tryin not to fall flat As I swell, people yell, damn he hit Dre My nigga Dale rushed me to M-L-K Blankin out, but still thinkin 'bout survival When a nigga didn't even have my post on the rival I tell my mamma, yeah, I love you born to hug you not dug you Being able to death from the cradle Michel'le w/ minor variations] Now as I lay half dead I cried And wonder why I'mma gonna die Well, how hard I tried to change and rearrange my plans to be a man Divided we fall, united we stand But the lord helped the nigga through this mess Even though, I still got a 9 slug in my chest But still the nigga can walk down Kimp Even though my arm trims and I walk with a limb But I'm blessed to be alive and well Doin swell, not in jail And damn sure not in hot hell So next time you're comin down my row If it sounds to flow I'll be prepare to go, so y'all I got to do some way I got to do way I gotta go I'm searchin'