Story2Tell

Through the eyes of the streets

it has so many stories to tell

life in the streets can be heaven or hell

some win some get defeated

some played by the rules and other people cheated

and every story has its reasons

loyalty and treason

when telling my story where do I begin

with my mother and father how she was beaten

and how her strength didn’t come until she would leave him

a single mother of 4 growing up poor

we use to sleep on the floor

and as soon as the streets knocked

I ran straight out the door I was looking for more running wild as a juvenile with no guidance

mad at the world and defiant

and I wasn’t afraid of shit cause I was born into violence/ so imma win or die tryin

(Chorus)through the eyes of the streets, so many stories to tell/life in the streets could be heaven or hell/some win some get defeated/ some play by the rules and other people cheated/ the streets, always have a story to tell/ and I’mma tell my story the only way I know how/ life can be heaven or hell/ imma tell my story the only way I know how

(Verse) locked in and gang bangin slangin

that p-c-p

Only 15 I’m in trainin with the OG’s

Learning the ways of our family

First thing I learned is there’s going to be tragedy (tragedy)

Put away your feelings and learn to live savagely (savagely)

Cause if you don’t you’ll end up another fuckin casualty

Front row seats to this gangster reality

Aint No place for the weak and the cowardly

[Bridge] livin this life takes a certain mentality

Accept death and prison cells

The streets always have a story to tell

And imma tell my story the best I know how