Street Casualty

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The news called him another street casualty
 Diss on a depth on a quest to live lavishly
 Gang colors and clan hustlers be straight battling
 Short term success text in the magistry
 Stay in my ceelo's the only way to go
 These blacks was flooded far before the levis broke
 Generations dodge, you think it's getting old?
 Never, it's all about cheddar, long as they getting dough
 The grind don't stop yall, I'm talkin bout black's the news never show
 Where fools get a roll
 Even cops risk they lives if they ever go
 Just let it be what it is, another nigga gone
 It's cold when the only way to make the Sunday paper is obituary columns come
 Wrong way is the way to handle problems who shot em
 Words came back, yea man they got him
 Another street casualty, yea
 The world called him another street casualty
 Fuck a education, he don't understand the value, please
 New whips far too young, watch is shiny
 He's beatin up the block in his hood, watch pageantry
 A little cash make you feel like you won the planet
 Make the invisible feel invincible
 What he's forgetting – them boys with cannons
 Waiting on a OG to get it goin and you could be gone
 Google call it the soliloquy of chaos
 I'm feelin like we so far gone we gonna stay lost
 Beatin where your agenda won't stay large
 Where money gets exchanged even mayors paid off
 City ordinates mane, I'mma stay block
 And you the enemy, hunted like a stray dog
 They shut your operation down, now ain't boss
 Like you up in chains lost, another street casualty
 Damn, your mama house took, she's a goner black
 Conservative whites want they corner back
 While you was blasting gats, acting fowl dude
 High crime rate, know a property value
 The billboards go up, cash for your home
 It's a formality dawg, this really is the own
 Gentrification is a process in time holmes
 One home at a time until you all gone
 The setup was clean gave you weight to sell
 Poor schools and minimal opportunities
 You fell for the trap like a couple G
 Luxury apartments for yapies, close to the beach
 That used to be your street, remember?
 They tore down the church, your mother was a member
 Put up the best spot, got rid of the liquor store
 Never the same as before, another street casualty

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03:37
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89 BPM

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