Street Wars

Cypress Hill

Composición de: Louis Freese/Larry Muggerud
{*Church bells gong*} 

[Verse One: B-Real] 
As a kid, I was known, son of a thug 
Snub-nosed .38 in the glove, who can relate with us? 
Never had an easy life, shit's way out 
Clips spray out, fools pay out or play out 
Any scenario, been there, done that 
Gone where some of y'all niggaz, couldn't come back 
Been through the hottest parts of hell 
Came back with a hard shell and, hard as nails 
I went through it all, do it all, screw it all 
Small you recall, the hard times as a juve-nile 
Often misunderstood 
Some joined the military, others just joined the hood 
Street corner combat, part of the dark streets 
Your heart beats pump when my slugs release 
And there ain't no tellin, don't be the one yellin 
These birds are deadly, they can shatter your melon 

[Chorus 2X: B-Real] 
When the street wars jump off, there's only one thing to do 
Grab your gat and squeeze one off 
This ain't the life of the soft ones who run off 
You got one shot to get you a knot 

[Verse Two: B-Real] 
At the crossroads, sick of holdin the badlands 
Where street wars, kick off quicker than Van Dam 
Mistakes of mad man, I remember the old ways 
The old days where fools clapped yo' {?} 
No quarter, you feel me? 
Life expectancy's just a little bit shorter 
G's gave the order, you carried 'em out 
Quick fast, you the last nigga I'm worried about 
Get that street lead, that was one step over the edge 
Much closer to death, every step I kept on 
Learnin about the dark paths, made a hard left 
Prayed to God death is swift and painless 
This life ain't for everyone, stay out my shoes 
You can't trade your fate, I hate to break the news 
The young won't respect the fences these days 
You a marked man if you get caught up in these ways 

[Chorus] 

{*pause for spooky instrumental*} 

[Chorus]
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