[steele]
Yea yea back up in here smoked out
Strickly trees strickly trees
Ainand't tryinand' to mix nothinand' wit my leaves
Swift wanna ball breakinand' day wit us
For my dogs in a cut
Doing what you gotta do to feed ya seeds
Maintain stayinand' strong.
[steele] ((tek))
[day breaks sneeks upon my camp once more]
[get up get dressed and prepare for war]
((yo the wars wit everything outside your door))
[itand's a rude awakening but itand's more in store]
[tek]
When i walk through brooklyn people show me love
Went over to ga people showed me love
Went to north carolina they showed us love
Even went to california and got love from thugz
And itand's all good big up to all the neiborhood
That came to see tek and steele when ever they could
But remember the struggle continues after the (?)
Watch who ya fuck wit, watch what you bewitched
Theres a war goinand' on outside and in my mental
Gettinand' drunk and how wonderinand' what this gettinand' ment to
Last week my man put a pistol to his temple
I said nah son not that, thats to simple
One little niggie on the block sellinand' crystal
Next little niggie got shot up on bristol
and'nother little niggie lock, cause they blew the whistle
Last little niggie did the same bitch shit his little sister
This little niggie be hard to find
Mind donand't makinand' it in this day and time
Do what we have to criminal illegal
Stayinand' alive strivinand' wit my people.
[steele and tek]
In days of our lives they try to make us hate
To search for tommorrow got us walkinand' the streets
Yo iand'm not sweatinand' sleet, not really stressinand' beef
Iand'm just tryinand' to live, tryinand' to eat
Tryinand' to stay strong, tryinand' not to fall
Tryinand' to live to see my unborn get tall
Cause the streets of new york ainand't just a walk in the park
You can get your life got in day the or the dark.
[steele]
I give thanks when i rise up, open my eyes up
Calastetic get me right so iand'll be nicer
Cause when you feel fit ya feel nice
Beware of the tricks and the full paradise
Like the wicked mind in york with them gun pound caught
Who wish to ambush me when i leave the weed spot
When i get, what i got, roll the lah that i caught
Rock the shines that i rock, make my life clock stop
Wit def me fear not, cause them mores high guys i
Bless me wit protection as the years pass by
Conquerer, mighty rasta,
Let no man steel from the pocket peel for ya
Itand's a meditate and demonstrate, verbal earthquakes
Breakinand' down like a junky with a case of shakes
To my dogs flippinand' weight and behind gates
Livinand' street life, put the stash on jakes
For ya need, do whateva the deed
Watch shiesty ass bitches and the next man grieves
Mr. ripper from the star to the hills its all real
Gotta maintain cause the sun donand't chill.
[tek and steele]
In days of our lives we strive to make ends meat
To search for tommorrow got us walkinand' the streets
Yo iand'm not sweatinand' sleet, not really stressinand' beef
Iand'm just tryinand' to live, tryinand' to eat
Tryinand' to stay strong, tryinand' not to fall
Tryinand' to live to see my unborn get tall
Cause the streets of new york ainand't just a walk in the park
You can get your life got in day the or the dark
