yep walking down the street in the lonely rain wishing my lover was there is he in heaven is he in hell I start to feel the tears well they fall down down down to the ground this is the life and this is the streets I don't give a f*** about the people I meet if it's not about the dollars doesn't make any sense I like to pay the rent and I want more than that. You see these streets raised me since I was a little baby and I don't give a f*** it's not about luck more like Ratatat tat the sound of my gat might shoot a enemy in the back before he does me what's the point it's all about the dollars its all that makes sense I like to have shiny things and more than pay the rent. Just don't give a fuk I'm going to run you over with my pickup truck if you get in my way you know what I say it's got to pay you got pay to play you know who knows if my kids will grow living the way we live today we might end our lives one day the drugs the thugs Never Enough we're all being tough and there is no love anymore sell your own sister is a horror just to get in that door and get more more more money more more more power that's all that matters crazy as the Mad Hatter just climbing the ladder kiss me I want to be on top of and never stop pop pop pop watching the bodies drop friends and enemies alike like they're at the end of the knife ending their life