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STREET LIVIN'

Artist : Black Eyed Peas
Album : STREET LIVIN'
Duration : 03:05
Filesize : 2,83 MB






STREET LIVIN' - Black Eyed Peas
Written by:will.i.am/apl.de.ap/Taboo/Joshua Alverez

Streets streets

Livin' in the streets

Street livin' caught in a trap

Guns or books sell crack or rap

Be like kings or be like pawns

They called us coons now they call us cons

Street niggas be packing pistols

Terrorists be blasting missles

Crips and Bloods and retail thugs

CIA planes bring Colombian drugs

Don't push me 'cause I'm close to hell
The teachers in my neighborhood can hardly spell
And compare to them prison guards get payed well
Ten years no bail is 4 years at Yale
So forget about the statue of General Lee
Because the status of blacks are generally

Gonna end up in some penitentiary

Systematically that's how they made it to be

Listen they derailed the soul train
And put a nightmare into every Martin Luther King
And privatized prisons are owned by the same
Slave masters that owned the slave trade game

And racists no longer have to be racist
'Cause niggas kill more niggas than the KKK did

Now every time I hear a new def jam
Niggas killing niggas like they Ku Klux Klan

I understand what's a nigga to choose
Be the killer or be the dead dude in the news

I get it what's a nigga to do
No education in the hood got a nigga confused

Street livin' tough conditions

Brainwashed by the television

We lost in the war we live in

Double cross love lost no religion

Street livin' oh my gosh

Another brother got shot by the searg'
Another cop got off with no charge
If you black in the hood you at large

You're guilty until we prove you're innocent
If you're ivory they treat you different

If you're ebony they assume you're temperament
Well be vigilant and they call you militant
You'll get shot and they'll say the incident
Is 'cause you're beligerent
What a coincidence

Born and bred but you're still an immigrant
If you ain't dead you can see imprisonment

There's more niggas in the prisons than there ever slaves cotton picking

There's more niggas that's rotting in the prisons
Than there ever slaves cotton picking

So how we gon' get out the trap

Guns or books sell crack or rap

Street livin' hustle or hoops

Guns or books get shot or shoot

Street livin' ain't no rules

Break the law make the breakin' news
The life you choose could be the life you lose
Niggas getting stuck for the Nike shoes

Street livin' ain't no joke
It's a cold world better bring your coat

Revoke 'cause the streets are broke
And now they wanna take away our dreams and hopes

Street livin' no economics

No way out of the Reaganomics

Infected by the black plague new bubonic

No comprende we speak ebonics

Street livin' what's your position
You can take action or take a dick
Listen you can get f**ked by the system

Or you can say f**k the system
***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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