Testo Life On The Streets - Brownside
Testo della canzone Life On The Streets (Brownside), tratta dall'album Payback
It's an everyday thing on the east of town
Times ain't good, but they won't hold me down
I'm out to get mine and won't get left back
I can't get me a job, but I can get a dope sack
In my hood everyday, gettin' off my slangs
Not really trippin' off money cause I'd rather gang bang
And kick back with my homeboys who are down with me
From the evil side representin' 1-3
And the ways of my neighborhood ain't nothin' nice
You gotta be down or else you pay the price
Cause for me to do good, others must do bad
What makes me happy might make you sad
I need to straight come up so I can earn my way out
Broke motherfuckers don't carry no clout
The hood that I'm from is where I proved my name
And the streets where I live is where I got my fame
Don't push me, cause I'm close to the edge
Life is like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
I can't never forget the crazy things I've done
A young gang banger livin' life by a gun
Doin' down ass things to make you learn quick
The kind of crazy shit that makes people sick
Some might not agree, but I have to survive
And by me doin' wrong is gonna keep me alive
So I try everything to learn the tricks of the trade
Savin' up my money cause I don't get paid
I know I do bad but I do it real good
Cause that's the way I learned in my crazy ass hood
Growin' up in the streets of SB and L.A
Where a youngster couldn't even hang around and play
Drive-bys, drug deals, baseheads everywhere
Crack babies being born and their moms don't even care
Don't think for a minute that this shit ain't real
Cause life on the streets might get you killed
Don't push me, cause I'm close to the edge
Life is like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
Don't push me, cause I'm close to the edge
Life is like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
Times are bad and everything is hard
Got no money, don't own no car
Wear some old ass clothes, no food to eat
And some burnt out Nikes coverin' up my feet
You'll get your first impression by the way I look
He's a gangster, a killer, and a no-good crook
Just because I'm broke don't mean I'm a punk
Let me explain myself in five minutes of funk
Everything I've done that has been wrong
I'll just kick back and write it here in my song
Cause life on the streets is rough as fuck
Vatos tryin' to hit licks so they can come up real tough
Rappin' is my hustle all's I need is a beat
So I can tell my little story 'bout life on the streets
And I'ma do what it takes so I can survive
This is mad ass Danger from the Brownside
Don't push me, cause I'm close to the edge
Life is like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
Don't push me, cause I'm close to the edge
Life is like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
Life is like a jungle sometimes
Life is like a jungle sometimes
Life is like a jungle sometimes
Life is like a jungle sometimes
Life is like a jungle sometimes
Life is like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
Credits
Writer(s): Jalil Hutchins, Lawrence Smith, Julio R. Gonzalez, Tony Gonzalez, John B. Fletcher, Gil Josep Izquierdo, Danny Caranza
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