to rise Drawing near to the doors Screams are filling the air Anticipation's taking hold Enter if you dare It can change your life Turn you inside out
for teardops to fill my lonely eyes My headstone is just a mailbox on the street And the flowers she planted make it complete Now this home is like a grave inside
the back of GreyHound San Diego off Broadway, there used to be a spot I think E Street and 5th where all the players flocked One night I was cooling outside
get inside the crib, girl, I ain?t scared And tell ya man don?t even come outside ?Cause if he even try frontin? I?mma make that nigga run outside See
take you butt home And come outside with your whack freestylin' You should have kept it in the house like Debbie Galler When I grab the microphone, people scream my name This ain't no Sesame Street
back into they holes They slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York Slither in the streets, of Manhattan In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx Streets
's nothin' left inside of here And maybe you can cry all night But that'll never change the way that I feel The snow is really piling up outside I wish
even if it's hot outside he wears it anyway He's home when I'm awake but he shows up when I sleep I can't believe that there's a nightmare on my street
standin' outside And I really didn't feel like parkin' my ride So I honked my horn but nobody was comin' I said, "What the heck I ran inside and left it runnin'" I was inside
is The lamp posts are the oak trees the street tops are the streams The natives all stay inside their huts until that bright sun beams Then slowly they
good to me so, why in the fuck should I be good to people? The other side, where you put your pot aside I'm on the outside looking on the inside The
sky, so I run in hide The deadly rain may soon come down, you got to get inside The lunatics see the lightning, they're screaming, yes It's raining blood, the streets
cable put in And they watched a round of 'Jeopardy' And they sat out in the evening And they watched the sun go down And everything they did They were livin' on the outside
back and cool Every hour 'cause it's all good Leave all the stress from the world outside Every wrong done will be alright Nothin' but peace, love and street
, how he holds the mold It's so fragile knowin' that this little soul is agile Meanwhile deep in his thoughts Is how do I protect it from the streets
Who want it? Your back weak running like athletes Get on it Huh blaze the streets with no warning Andale andale my people move for the montary Jack cheese collapse streets
Take these 32 round clips from my automatic Uzi Run and duck and hide nigga, you fried Ain't no love where I'm from, from the outside to the inside
I don't give a fuck Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up Yo, check it out now, uh, yo, yo Yo, subliminal thoughts, 107th street, criminal court
