Thursday, December 17, 2009

Street life-SP Feat Reen & Tre Williams







[SP]
DJ OP, waddup my man
SP The Ghost, Poobz extravanganza
Let's go my niggaz

[SP]
I spit pain where the mic is, how life is
And come through on the night shift
I know long days, I know wrong ways
Try to forget about it, blowing on strong haze
Comes back to me when a certain song plays
Catch a vibe when a piano or horn plays
Hit the lab, tell Poobz to pull a beat up
Sit and then roll the weed up
My niggaz still trippin', flippin' goin' to re-up (still rein')
Throwin' rocks at the pen, all the shit for trickin' off senoritas
Brag to ya man on how you doin' better
But can't help him out, now you catch a two in ya newest leather
Bought a Coupe, and they said you was soup (damn)
Now they wanna turn you to soup, throw ya ass for a loop
It aint fruit, boy you dealin' with beef
No 911, keep it real in the street
Stay the fuck in the house, what you huffin' about?
When you go to jail, barely be stuck in the house
Can't go to the yard, niggaz know you a fraud
You ain't lookin' right, anytime a soldier's involved
This rap shit, get niggaz confused
They know about the streets and all the real niggaz'll lose
I could give you the news, but if it give you the blues
Still tryna figure out, when I hitted the jewels
You can wear 'em or please share 'em when I give 'em to you
And I ain't bein' literal, I'm bein' lateral
Your brainwave and my data ain’t compatible
But I can take ya brain away once I splatter you
I don't wanna battle you, rat-tat-tattle you
You don't even matter duke, fuck who you matter to
Nigga

[Tre Williams]
Street Life
it's the only life I know
Street Life
And I can't let this hustle go
Street Life
See I been out here way to long
Street Life
To let someone come run me home

[Reen]
Hah
Yelling fire
Cold beat
Let this fire pause brains nigga
It’s Still greedy
Life’s still miserable
Honor this homey
here I go


It’s green smoke with a hope for life to slow
I’m writing some shit with a hope that it can glow
Spitting on the right curves to knock the low
I’m like a canister ready to blow
Keep my runs up looking where my life got rough
Like a shooting star flickering this stuff
This is life Mr.
Some luck that got stuck, dumb fuck
For a second or two my life is ready to puff
Shine inside with a flame ready to blame
With a Tempted body and a soul to claim
Empty handed with empty space in heart
Enemies numb but still dark in the streets where I left my hock
Too damn eluded in the shades, that are all polluted
A past that was all saluted so damn rooted
But the melody of the rhymes washes the past
True words, I would give up none to last
Who would rest with the pain that can rip the chest?
What’s best? And what’s worse?
Only a moment can define what’s trust
Shit’s like a tickle of dust
Occasional lust from shine to rust
And they all come back when they all do that
I guess life is a circle of pain
Yell fire when it’s all insane
Stay the same kindness is weak homey just play the game

[Tre Williams]
Street Life
it's the only life I know
Street Life
And I can't let this hustle go
Street Life
See I been out here way to long
Street Life
To let someone come run me home

[Reen]
Devil in my punch with a jaw that can crunch
so it's metal for lunch and if you want hearts ya I got a bunch
loveless me the stone heart metal with a loveless beat
so it's my need with a low that can glow my greed
for freedom! who ain't free?
no religion no rules just one god who says 'trust is a tree'
well the roots are strong somehow my days are long
nights are short well in the hood life is hot
when the brain ain't soft I yell fire on the spot
shoot the jewels to make the time stop
rip the rhymes that can pause minds
I bring back times
free mind here
free thoughts
none can pause me, ever
it's life in the streets
dedicated my life to the ones who need me
I' ma live thru shit
I' ma glow thru darkness
Yo it's time to light the darkness


[Tre Williams]
Street Life
it's the only life I know
Street Life
And I can't let this hustle go
Street Life
See I been out here way to long
Street Life
To let someone come run me home
And these streets is all I know
Ohhhhh, yeah (D-Block)
Said it's all I know (Niggaz know what it is)
These streets, oh, these streets
(SP The Ghost, Poobz)
I'll take it all for real(crazy)
Yeah, ohhhh-whoa
Yeah
My life my life my life my life
In these streets
In these streets
See I live in these streets, hustle these streets
Roam in these streets, lay in these streets
Oh
Said it's all I know
These streets, yeah

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