Streets Raised Me

[Intro: Havoc] Yeah, uh huh Yeah, that true shit That shit to make you feel shit To all my niggas and my bitches Yo, check it, uh huh [Verse 1: Havoc] It's kinda bugged how I doze sometimes; know they staring Brain feels like a wheel lost without the ball bearing Stuck, contemplating who I can trust But like yayo in a bill, my feelings just get crushed That's why I stick with my dunns, like I stick with the guns Don't get mad, rip your hun, concentrate on my funds Lift heavy gats, concealed by my waist Never get patted down when I step in the place Jiggy'ed up, scope the spot, confirm beef if it's not Bally up, after this, get followed straight to the crib GemStar, double edge, apply pressure Shave 'em down, blow marks intruding through your Mecca Wanna be a thug? Now you got the thug look Stick 'em up, leave Medicaid with the bill to foot God-body, with a rubber grip black shottie Pump one in that ass, make a nigga switch hobbies A dosage, hand delivered, without postage Bring it to your doorstep quick, on short notice Niggas get sniped like, clog your bronchite Show 'em how to rock right, when bitches are holdin' mics [Chorus: Chinky & (Prodigy)] (Street life) Why'd you have to raise me this way? You taught me how to survive the concrete For how long, only time will say Forever you a part of me (Street life) Why'd you have to raise me this way? I'm surprised we alive today, today For how long, who am I to say? Forever you a part of me [Verse 2: Big Noyd] This is something you feel, nigga – Like the theme song from 'Hill Street Blues' This is real, this is ill street news How he gone, and left his moms mindstruck And now his brother not giving a fuck Little sister giving up the butt now – dunn, don't wet that I want you to rest, black 'Cause you can believe that Noyd gon' handle that 'Cause when I get 'em, I'ma have 'em Pull out the sweeper, and spray it at 'em I'm no killer, you know me But I'll be damned if I don't ride for my co-D And then this O.G. scold' me, and told me, coldly "You keep it up and you'll be dead like your homie" But I–gotta redeem, and get this cream, by any means I never been clean Nigga, my whole click got dirty From the vials, to the trials, in the bloodied up certi' Nigga, you heard me – it's gangsta [Chorus: Chinky & (Prodigy)] (And to the block...) Why'd you have to raise me this way? You taught me how to survive the concrete For how long, only time will say Forever you a part of me (And to the blocks...) Why'd you have to raise me this way? I'm surprised we alive today, today For how long, who am I to say? Forever you a part of me [Verse 3: Prodigy] Vision the canvas, I'll paint a picture Similar to Ernies Barnes, nigga But mines is more ghetto, more guns More drugs, mostly thugs All of my dunns, their baby moms, daughters, and sons Dark blocks, with streets lamps shot the fuck out Park benches is broke, a nigga stretched out Jumped off the roof and fell to his death, it's real Handball walls display the R.I.P. murals Those who sling, play the shadows by the building Devil's Springs kept 'em going while the snow's blowing Grams get dipped, 50's is moked, cookies is broke And spliced in large pieces for the fiends to smoke The sunsets look beautiful over the projects What a shame, it ain't the same where we stand at If you look close, you could see the brick's chipped off Sometimes niggas miss when they lick off, don't get clipped off [Chorus: Chinky & (Prodigy)] (Street life) Why'd you have to raise me this way? You taught me how to survive the concrete For how long only time will say Forever you a part of me (Street life) Why'd you have to raise me this way? I'm surprised we alive today, today For how long, who am I to say? Forever you a part of me (And to my dunns...) Why'd you have to raise me this way? You taught me how to survive the concrete For how long only time will say Forever you a part of me (It's real...)