Street Life (LP版)

Street Life - Geto Boys

Up early in the morning lacin up my british knights

Throwin up my deuce sign, *****in with the street life

Never knew no better cause my mommy never taught me

Going out to get the sh*t that mommy never bought me

Only ten years old and I can't stay away from trouble

But you don't give a ***** cause you ain't never had to struggle

And everybodys tellin me its get greater later

I need to get my sh*t right now, cause it ain't sh*t in my refrigerator

And I done struggled for my whole life

Seeing my moma layed up with a different ni**a everynight

And when you see me you can spot a crook

Cause I'm going through her mother*****in pocket book

I'm going out to get my papes

Cause she don't give a ***** about me anyway

And my daddys doing two terms

And all she ever does is sit around and get served

My mommy never hugs me

I'm callin deuce my family, cause these niggas say they love me

I'm steady dustin chumps off

And ready for the battle if the sh*t would ever jump off

So send my a** to hell

Its eithr being covered up with some dirt, or boxed in a cell

Anyway thats what it looks like

If I don't hurry up and get my a** up out the street life

Chorus: (spoken)

You know the streets is all I know

This is my way of survival

You know I've been dealt some bad cards

But I gots to play them

What else am I to do, look for a job?

But until them my family will starve and be broke

So I resort to the streets

As a source of income

I'm stuck here

I step out on my own block

And everyones throwin up the deuce to little j-rock

And all my little homies that I hang with

Are either jackin, or mixed up with this gang sh*t

See it through reality

Never leavin the gang cause its the street life mentality

My homies gota proposition

Pulled the ni**a off some change and said hed help in my position

So now I'm rollin with the ogs

Puttin in work for the jack, for some overseas

And maybe in a year or two

Ill be able to roll in a benz like the gangstas do

Makin hoes ride dick

Cause that poor, broke ? ? ?

Ain't hittin ? ? ? sh*t

I gotta lock my crew down

And sew this whole mother*****er up like the jews town

Develop us a strong click

Break my pops off some d**e while he rot

Pops would like that sh*t

Seeing his little ni**a on his own two

Doing sh*t I heard my pops used to do

A real ni**a to this crime thang

And had it going on before his time came

I gots to get my sh*t right

Until my sh*t gets right

I'm rollin with the street life

Chorus:

You know what upsets me

Is when whitey sits back in they lavish homes and bmws

And tell me the streets ain't the place to be

See it from my prospective

Poverty strickin, livin on welfare

And the government cuttin that shorter every week

I'm shortin on education cause I'm black

The corner doesn't promise me a good life

But at least it shows me promise

Finally after sh*t got right

I'm wanting out of the gang cause I'm searchin for a new life

But I remember what was said

You come in alive the only way you leave out is dead

So I'm kinda *****ed on both ends

I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no *****in frinds

Cause if they were my friends theyd let me break

Outie five thousand ***** this sh*t, I'm packin my 38

But first I gotta stay down

Until its time for me to punch it out and just lay it down

And thats a mother*****in shame

Tonight I gotta spill another ride with my little gang

So slowly I walked up to it

With no hesitation I broke the window and jumped into it

Unhooked his sh*t and was headed off

I opened up the door thats what set it off

A ni**a came out with a glock jack

And put a slug in my mother*****in back

And my so called friends

Want me out of the gang cause they don't know if Ill walk again

Now tell me whats that deuce life

*****ed up myself for good cause I was wrapped up in the