Streets Is Dangerous (A Product of The Environment)
Dice rollers, knife holders Streets is dangerous Strife colder, light folders Streets is dangerous No strangers Stuck in the 48 chambers Y'all are either makers or fakers Contemplaters or haters At the city, there were different confrontations There was a certain limitation Something happened at the station The ending point of creation A lifeless body torn across the pavement Now a mama cries, someone is dead, the other in jail When will the cycle end or descend. I can't comprehend The rivals making amends Mother don't even accept they amens Another divided The streets so decisive I wish the best for my kids Hopefully the ice lift Maybe my kid won't become a product of his environment In the studio, we need some firemen, stat!
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Dice rollers, knife holders Streets is dangerous Strife colder, light folders Streets is dangerous No strangers Stuck in the 48 chambers Y'all are either makers or fakers Contemplaters or haters At the city, there were different confrontations There was a certain limitation Something happened at the station The ending point of creation A lifeless body torn across the pavement Now a mama cries, someone is dead, the other in jail When will the cycle end or descend. I can't comprehend The rivals making amends Mother don't even accept they amens Another divided The streets so decisive I wish the best for my kids Hopefully the ice lift Maybe my kid won't become a product of his environment In the studio, we need some firemen, stat!