Cypress Hill Street Wars Lyrics

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As a kid, I was known, son of a thug
Snub-nosed .38 in the glove, who can relate with us
Never had an easy life, shits way out
Clips spray out, fools pay out or play out
Any scenario, been there, done that
Gone where some of y'all *****s, couldn't come back
Been through the hottest parts of hell
Came back with a hard shell and hard as nails
I went through it all, do it all, screw it all
Small you recall, the hard times as a juvenile

Often misunderstood
Some joined the military, others just joined the hood
Street corner combat, part of the dark streets
Your heart beats pump when my slugs release
And there ain't no tellin', don't be the one yellin'
These birds are deadly, they can shatter your melon

[Chorus: x2]
When the street wars jump off, there's only one thing to do
Grab your gat and squeeze one off
This ain't the life of the soft ones who run off
You got one shot to get you a knot

At the crossroads, sick of holdin' the badlands
Where street wars, kick off quicker than Van Damme
Mistakes of mad man, I remember the old ways
The old days where fools clapped yo'
No quarter, you feel me

Life expectancy's just a little bit shorter
G's gave the order, you carried 'em out
Quick fast, you the last ***** I'm worried about
Get that street lead, that was one step over the edge
Much closer to death, every step I kept on

Learnin' about the dark paths, made a hard left
Prayed to God death is swift and painless
This life ain't for everyone, stay out my shoes
You can't trade your fate, I hate to break the news
The young won't respect the fences these days
You a marked man if you get caught up in these ways

[Chorus: x2]

Written by: Larry Muggerud, Louis Freese
Lyrics © Royalty Network Music Publishing Ltd.

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