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*Chorus* Tekitha

Street life, is the only life I know

Street life, where we got no place to go

Street life, where the struggle won't let you be

Street life, where the drugs and thugs meet

Verse 1:

Yo, I bust shots out glocks wid kids that push
rocks

Hol' glocks run in spots wid G's like Fort Knox

Rhyme excellent kill 'em wid intelligence

Get money like embezzlement, worrying as the
president

LA the Dark coming, inheriting nature, Islamic

Stay loyal to my clan like Elijah Mohammed

That's a promise, creating them secrets be like
amazing

Everytime I touch the track I swing my axe and
stake it

Speed racing through life world class

LA let the tech splash

My lyrics hard as brass

Show 'em all-star, check me in the Source y'all

'98 Ford car purchased near Fort Bar

Damn I'm aways sharp man, accurate, sharp-shooter,
marksman

Running through New York air painted like Al
Sharpton

And sing, my guns be black and shallow ringed

Computerised thugs dropping checks in the bank

And then....

Chorus

Verse 2:

Yo, yo, yo

You on my dick

My life is like a James Bond flick

Mad bitches, mad bullets but I never get hit

Yo, from herpes to trees, Tv's and MTv's

Niggas in jail for life the strongest hurt to
leave

>From bloods at night in Kings, to bounce back to
Queens

Drugs and dope fiends scream over the limosine

Pop the 2 fort kings sucking dick on porno screens

Vaginas some clean wid terrible hygiene

To survive on my block G is devils at halloween

The young son got guns wid 50 shot magasine

And digital web beams

Getting drunk off gasoline

Robbing niggas marked, die for this cane in this
dream

In this.....

Chorus

Verse 3:

Yo,yo,yo

I'm unstoppable

Rainbow garment stay tropical

Jewels stay rockable

Crystal clear optical

My niggas got bodies

Get watched like John Gotti in a mansion

Wid a monk learning Wu-Tang karate

It's unfortunate niggas can't afford this

My 20 blew chords here

I hate eating sword fish

Surrounded by 20 men cold-blooded at the amphibian

In the Benz puffing tree shit from the Caribbean

And sparking it....

Chorus

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