Intro

[Intro: Tearz]

I exist in the shadows created by street lights

My life is charcoal sketches

Vandalizin' your oil-based watercolored world thoughts and insights

My life, my life, drama takes place underneath these street lights

No, no curtain, no script, no costumes

No playwright's direction, no, no dressin' rooms, no, no curtain calls

My, my dreams are my image overlooked by these street lights

As we, we struggle to find the space between the

The space between desperation and insanity

Loneliness in hell, hunger in street fights

Darkness in these street lights

Our, our souls play out underneath these street lights, man

Only a select few are granted fifteen minutes of fame though

We all run the same course through this man-made pitfall infested X-games

See, I-I've learned everything underneath these street lights

[Verse 1: Benny The Butcher]

The Butcher, I'm back recruitin'

We posted up like Olajuwon back from Houston

The streets, I adapted to it 'cause I was attracted to it

Took the I-95 from Dade to Massachusetts

You know how the trappers do it, blocks like Patrick Ewing

That coke turn to rock, when it's smoke, it go back to fluid

Deeper when the brains of the teacher don't match your students

Lease a few 100K out the streets, no tax included

Ain't ask for nothin', I never had to do it

I came home on schedule, ain't have to rat to do it

I play whatever she like, she start relaxin' to it

Before she unbutton my Louis, she gotta ask to do it

I'm not a regular nigga, y'all some petty lil' niggas

At eighteen, I had a plug and a federal sentence

You want my chain? Take it but end up dead if you get it

Black Suburban full of shooters ahead of the Sprinter

Uh-huh, look, you want it all, then hit me, I get more than fifty

You can meet me by the border down in Corpus Christi

My old bitch cold, sick, yeah, of course she miss me

But she knew her choice to leave was gon' cost eventually

I let these niggas think they were smarter

Without speakin', I drew the Mona Lisa up while they talkin'

Uh, now this where we gon' clean up the market

But when I had to flush, what, I just read in the toilet, ah

[Verse 2: 38 Spesh]

Ayo, I spent your re-up on my belt and pants

I flew your bitch to a beach

Knew she'll cheat as soon as her feet felt the sand

Open her legs like a health exam

Hella Xans and we party like we a part of a Elvis band

Fiends smokin' out the Welches can

I took green and white and painted the streets, I'm like a Celtics fan

A selfish man but I felt his plans

A powerful mind can build a empire with someone else's hands

Think major when I'm speakin' paper

Leave the tailor with an extinct animal, fuck mink and gator

I get the pounds then I shrink 'em later

You got premature paper, your stash belong in a incubator

How you niggas do illegal favors for free?

Give me a key to drop off, I won't see you later

I'm a whole brick of diesel layer

That's why you see me in the club lookin' better than a Eagles' player

I don't need a jersey, every piece at least thirty

Run the streets all week but sleep early

Mink inside of my car, my seat's furry

You the weakest link in your squad, Keith Murray

My plug know we gotta be strapped when he serve me

As long as the price don't change, then we sturdy

Every time I text your wife, she hurry

Leave a bitch with wet pussy, broke pockets, knees dirty

Let's go