Life On The Streets

It's an everyday thing on the east of town
 Times ain't good, but they won't hold me down
 I'm out to get mine and won't get left back
 I can't get me a job, but I can get a dope sack
 In my hood everyday, gettin off my slangs
 I'm not really trippin off money, cuz I'd rather gang bang
 And kick back with my homeboys who are down for me
 From the evil side representing one-three
 And the ways in my neighborhood ain't nothin nice
 You gotta be down or else your payin the price
 Cuz for me to do good others must do bad
 What makes me happy might make you sad
 I need to straight come up so I can earn my way out
 Broke motherf**kers don't carry no clout
 The hood that I'm from is where I proved my name
 And the streets where I live is where I got my fame
 Don't push me cuz I'm losing my head
 The way I live I might end up dead
 I can't ever forget the crazy things that I've done
 A young gang-banger livin life by a gun
 Doin down ass things to make you learn quick
 The kind of crazy things that make people sick
 Some might not agree, but I have to survive
 And by me doing wrong is gonna keep me alive
 So I try everyday to learn the tricks of the trade
 Savin up my money cuz I don't get paid
 I know I do bad but I do it real good
 Cuz that's the way I learned in my crazy ass hood
 Growin up in the streets of SB and LA
 Where a youngster couldn't even hang around and play
 Drive bys, drug deals, bases everywhere
 Crack babies being born and their moms don't even care
 Don't think for a minute that this shit ain't real
 Cuz life on the streets might get you killed
 Times are bad and everything is hard
 Got no money, don't own no car
 With some old ass clothes, no food to eat
 And some burnt out Nikes coverin up my feet
 You get your first impression by the way I look
 He's a gangster, a killer, and a no good crook
 Just cuz I'm broke don't mean I'm a punk
 Lemme explain myself in five minutes of funk
 Everything I've done that has been wrong
 I just kick back and write it here in my song
 Cuz life on the streets is rough as f**k
 Vatos tryin to hit licks so they can come up real tough
 Rapping is my hustle, alls I need is a beat
 So I can tell my little story about life on the street
 And I'ma do what it takes, so I can survive
 This is mad ass Danger from the Brownside