Streets Raised Me lyrics

[Intro: Havoc]
Yeah, uh huh
Yeah, that true sh*t
That sh*t to make you feel sh*t
To all my n*ggas and my b*tches
Yo, check it, uh huh

[Verse 1: Havoc]
It's kinda bugged how I doze sometimes; know they staring
Brain feels like a wheel lost without the ball bearing
Stuck, contemplating who I can trust
But like yayo in a bill, my feelings just get crushed
That's why I stick with my dunns, like I stick with the guns
Don't get mad, rip your hun, concentrate on my funds
Lift heavy gats, concealed by my waist
Never get patted down when I step in the place
Jiggy'ed up, scope the spot, confirm beef if it's not
Bally up, after this, get followed straight to the crib
GemStar, double edge, apply pressure
Shave 'em down, blow marks intruding through your Mecca
Wanna be a thug? Now you got the thug look
Stick 'em up, leave Medicaid with the bill to foot
God-body, with a rubber grip black shottie
Pump one in that ass, make a n*gga switch hobbies
A dosage, hand delivered, without postage
Bring it to your doorstep quick, on short notice
n*ggas get sniped like, clog your bronchite
Show 'em how to rock right, when b*tches are holdin' mics
[Chorus: Chinky & (Prodigy)]
(Street life)
Why'd you have to raise me this way?
You taught me how to survive the concrete
For how long, only time will say
Forever you a part of me
(Street life)
Why'd you have to raise me this way?
I'm surprised we alive today, today
For how long, who am I to say?
Forever you a part of me

[Verse 2: Big Noyd]
This is something you feel, n*gga –
Like the theme song from 'Hill Street Blues'
This is real, this is ill street news
How he gone, and left his moms mindstruck
And now his brother not giving a f*ck
Little sister giving up the butt now – dunn, don't wet that
I want you to rest, black
'Cause you can believe that Noyd gon' handle that
'Cause when I get 'em, I'ma have 'em
Pull out the sweeper, and spray it at 'em
I'm no killer, you know me
But I'll be damned if I don't ride for my co-D
And then this O.G. scold' me, and told me, coldly
"You keep it up and you'll be dead like your homie"
But I–gotta redeem, and get this cream, by any means
I never been clean
n*gga, my whole click got dirty
From the vials, to the trials, in the bloodied up certi'
n*gga, you heard me – it's gangsta
[Chorus: Chinky & (Prodigy)]
(And to the block...)
Why'd you have to raise me this way?
You taught me how to survive the concrete
For how long, only time will say
Forever you a part of me
(And to the blocks...)
Why'd you have to raise me this way?
I'm surprised we alive today, today
For how long, who am I to say?
Forever you a part of me

[Verse 3: Prodigy]
Vision the canvas, I'll paint a picture
Similar to Ernies Barnes, n*gga
But mines is more ghetto, more guns
More drugs, mostly thugs
All of my dunns, their baby moms, daughters, and sons
Dark blocks, with streets lamps shot the f*ck out
Park benches is broke, a n*gga stretched out
Jumped off the roof and fell to his death, it's real
Handball walls display the R.I.P. murals
Those who sling, play the shadows by the building
Devil's Springs kept 'em going while the snow's blowing
Grams get dipped, 50's is moked, cookies is broke
And spliced in large pieces for the fiends to smoke
The sunsets look beautiful over the projects
What a shame, it ain't the same where we stand at
If you look close, you could see the brick's chipped off
Sometimes n*ggas miss when they lick off, don't get clipped off
[Chorus: Chinky & (Prodigy)]
(Street life)
Why'd you have to raise me this way?
You taught me how to survive the concrete
For how long only time will say
Forever you a part of me
(Street life)
Why'd you have to raise me this way?
I'm surprised we alive today, today
For how long, who am I to say?
Forever you a part of me
(And to my dunns...)
Why'd you have to raise me this way?
You taught me how to survive the concrete
For how long only time will say
Forever you a part of me
(It's real...)