Текст песни Fiend - The Streets Aint Safe
Fiend - The Streets Aint Safe слова песни
What upWelcome to new orleansWhere police are corruptAnd niggas with no money die at the ages between 15 and 21But see me? I made up my mind a long time ago that Id never fall into thatSystemIm a hustle till I get enough, then Im a get outBut you know what? I got caught up. started fiending for that shit.So now anything you sell, any corner you work for, remember thats my shitI could take it from you any time I want toAs long as you know that, I wont have to make an example outta you.Remember, thats the words of fiend[chorus]I say the streets aint safe I know I could be a gonerTryin to make a million dealin around the cornerAnd nigga fiend know one day hes gonna have to dieBut what? nigga what? And with my gat on my side, Im still gonna be the baddest alive(alive)Im an automatic pistol bustin he laughs, screamin down to the hatersCaution his lies knowin he gonna pay for it laterBut fiend...? ...of bieng the baddestLater on, never to go, just mama command usNigga no heat advantage, stay hustlin livin for the dayRobbin to the way in the allyway, that soldier aint prayinForgive me, I almost waited for my breed to help meThey wont doubt me so Im a take somethin to get wealthyHealthy, young, got a gun aint afraid to lose itThis corner, Im about to lose it. its life I aint choosinI was placed here, a nigga before me was erased hereKilla face fear but I plans to make and count cake hereGet down and show me youre bout it come and take what I tookThat chef was paddin the way you got the face of a crookProject walls shook, until fiends spirit rose in meI chose to "g", wait until the world get a load of me[chorus]Lord they know I dont fuck aroundLivin every day like my lastIts a damn shame the dirt I done did for the cashIs it my fault? makin sure my hood gonna eatNot seein defeat, nigga I just stood to my feetCocked every rock that I had, cooked all the dope I could cookTook a glance at my family, like it was the final lookSellin the shit I stoleHave mercy on my soulAnd these shops about to be closedCause fiend about to rollThis aint no war to stageFeel the wrath and my rageIts bieng displayedAt the effect of povertys caseThis aint no phase, Im trapped with that want to liveTo protect mine, I miss you with rounds of hot shitMy glock eat it, the only talkin that you get in verbalAnd the way of my pain, so for God we gonna hurt youIt aint personal, with the thought of playin with my mathCan get that ass in an unending bloodbath(bloodbath)[chorus]My life has seen shit like this. I got to much will investedFuck open chested, me and my workers bullet proof vestedSuggested cause my least worry is bieng arrestedUpset with cause more these niggas done probably confessed itSee Im blessed with the game, came along with my nameTested for fame, pushin out crack cocaineBut watch the pain and strange thangs happen for greenaryAnd involves seein me, nigga windex ya scenaryBelieve in me is one thing, seein is anotherIf Id have known what I know now, I wouldnt have lost my brotherStreets got death to offer to you fast or slowBut some stash youre doe, you could see the casket front rowI know cause I done seen some casualties burnPlagued ? So now them niggas gonna learnIts my turnSo when the courts ask for a pleaMy answer is they fucked up and made a nigga like me[chorus]3x