Tonart: D# minor•
Verse 1
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This album is dedicated
to my grandfather, B -Boy Wally,
and my man Chip Banks, Bruce Mayfield.
Rest in peace.
This is the street sweeper,
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this the street
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s I want you to hear
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Can 't sleep, I'm trying to keep,
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cause you're hanging in
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every word we say
No jealousy,
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but boy I'm in the hood
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While we all just get along,
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and stop doing your job
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Yeah I had to bring in the best
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Where the streets at?
Aaron Hall
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Where the streets at?
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You didn't live my life,
so how can you judge me?
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You don't know me,
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but you got a grudge with me
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I don't care what they say
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I saw the jealousy coming way
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before I became K Slayz
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There's always someone you know,
who feels like you owe
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Cause back in the days
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we used to play bro
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I don't respect no man
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who relies on another man
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When you got two legs
and two hands
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You better get on the grind,
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better stop wasting time
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Stop worrying about mine
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I owe that man above
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From the Proms to Bulletsmiths
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Shit, I knew what that was
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Dam n, I love my mother
Coming up as a teen
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Our bond was more like
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sister and brother
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Sorry for the times that
I put you to shame
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When I was locked down,
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only you and Roy came
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Where was my father
when I needed him?
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When I was fucking up
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Damn, I could've used that beating
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This ain't no war story rap
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I got the hood on my back
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And only a thug can un
derstand the way I act
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My mom's trying to keep
me on the right track
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Movin' me from Harlem to the Bronx,
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back and forth, forth and back
So to my two twin brothers,
man I love y 'all
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I want y 'all to have the best,
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but this rap game's a mess
It ain't for y 'all, but y 'all grown now
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So if y 'all ridin', I'm ridin',
fuck it, let's go now
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This had nothin' to do with pride
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But the day my grandfather died,
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almost took my stride
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First time in about ten years
Here's where we'll die
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So I made a vow that day
That I'd be number one
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and move anybody out my way
had to shut down a few clowns
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Whoever didn't understand me then,
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but they understand me now
This is personal,
as the music flows through
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the blood in my veins
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God grant me the power
to change the game
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So the true soldiers
can eat instead of these lames
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You've been there for so long,
this is from my heart
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This ain't no storm,
my grandmother's getting older
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Whose friends and foes
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still look over my shoulder
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My chick can't understand,
so my heart's told her
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I'm not an industry n***a,
I'm a n***a from the street
who lost n****s in the street
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The other half is jailed, but
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On 6 feet deep, but I was born to ride
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So when I decide that it's time to ride
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I'ma ride till it's my time to die
Now you ask yourself why?
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Bring the drama, bring it, bring it
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Kingslayer
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Stop your jealousy, stop your,
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stop your, stop your hat ing
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I'm tired of this shit now
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Can't, can't, can't explain
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You did it again,
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you did it again
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You did it again
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for the hood
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You did it again, you did it again
You did it again for the streets
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