[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
And these streets ain't got no love
My head won't tighten up
Every night I pray a bunch
And these [?] had enough
And these youngin's be holdin' up [?]
Keep [?] these demons ain't got no right
They be rattle right at at your chain
Won't be they slave [?]
No matter they could [?]
At night they come to win it
At night they come to win it
He prayin' to "Keep me, Lord"
He prayin': "Keep me [?]"
One shot might get you fallen
One time might get you... rollin'

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yuh, yuh
[?] like on your ceiling
These streets, they ain't got no feeling
Devil right in at your [?] hit a milli
They [?] dealing
You're checking out for your humps
They get where are your [?]
In a minute, I see you wild
In a minute, I see you whining
In a minute, I see you rest
In a minute, I see you wreck
Those streets, where are you headin'?
[?]
[?], as soon as they lookin' at [?]
The line, the 12 behind the killers [?]
They want our head, [?]
You warrant this life for the violence
[?]
You need to full life with the conscience
And don't play with killin' the children
[?] livin' beyond the [?] we livin', yeah