These Streets

Praying that you don't run out of luck
 You're running but the pavements gotcha stuck
 You've been around the block I know
 You've got the cuts to show it
 Smoking like a bullet from a gun
 The city got you crushed under its thumb
 You staring at the clock I see
 Your time is up, you know it
 So write your name in the dust
 I hope they remember you, 'cause
 These streets, they're mean
 You gotta fight if you want to eat
 It's blood and bone
 The blacktop's got a heart of stone
 They're mean, these streets
 They're gonna try to take you
 Never let 'em break you
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 These streets
 
 These streets
 You been throwing punches at the wall
 Nothing really makes much sense at all
 Walking like a lonely ghost
 Your number's up, you feel it
 Looking for a streetlight in the dark
 Tryin' to find a rock to make a spark
 Maybe it's the life you chose
 You don' let 'em steal it
 So write your name in the dust
 I hope they remember you, 'cause
 These streets, they're mean
 You gotta fight if you want to eat
 It's blood and bone
 The blacktop's got a heart of stone
 They're mean, these streets
 They're gonna try to take you
 Never let 'em break you
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 These streets
 
 These streets
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 Praying that you don't run outta luck (luck, luck)
 You're running but the pavements gotcha stuck (stuck, stuck)
 Smoking like a bullet from a gun
 The city got you crushed under its thumb
 You staring at the clock
 I see your time is up, you know it
 So write your name in the dust
 I hope they remember you, 'cause
 These streets, they're mean
 You gotta fight if you want to eat
 It's blood and bone
 The blacktop's got a heart of stone
 They're mean, these streets
 They're gonna try to take you
 Never let 'em break you
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 These streets
 
 These streets
 
 These streets
 
 These streets