Текст песни Marky Mark - Life In The Streets
Marky Mark - Life In The Streets слова песни
Marky Mark intro:Ha, yeah. I know what you`re all thinkingThat this is some old Janet Jackson type of @#!but it ain`t about thatThis if the real, the street life traumaYo, I grew up rough in the streets of Boston, MassachusettsLived real ruthless, a wild kid, out to get a bidDid some #@! that he never shoulda didHad to learn the hard waythat some day you gotta paySo what the hey, I sayPrince Ital Joe:Life in the streets ain`t easyAll I see is pain and miseryI kneel and pray for the betrayedStrength and protection to survive in the societyThis is the life in the streetsAnd that`s how we live itMarky Mark:Hard and mean at sixteen, livin` like a beam, themeOut scheming for the greenQuick to kill, I gets ill, I make ya blood spillI cut ya throat for your goose-down coatCuz statistic show that kids with no doughain`t got no chance, got nowhere to goThat`s why life on the streets is like a trifular beatIt`ll echo in ya head till you`re dead on the concretePrince Ital Joe:Life in the streets is a mysteryDon`t know my friends from my enemiesUp to lot, could be troubleBut I`ll hold tight and I will never give up the fight(Chorus)This one is dedicated to all the homeless peopleto every youth that`s growin` up on the streetsYou know, we`re living for a dream one daythat there`ll be no more homeless people in the worldLife in the streets is not easy