CunninLynguists - Streets lyrics

[Sample]: Now the evening has come to a close And I've had my last dance with you Onto the empty streets we go "Streets" [Verse One] [Natti]: The World Is A Geto like them Boys said K.Y. cats die behind thoroughbreds Get dangled off a narrow ledge Or get your top pushed back like you give Pez You bet Tryin' To Get Free like you dead prez When you found, bound by your hands and legs Behind currency Declaring an emergency for euros, pesos, ? and francs Little Arab cats buggin' throwin' rocks at a tank A little Swiss Miss with big tits will lace up your drank With the same sh** they gave Jason Statham in Crank Little Germans just a mack 10 at carryin' shanks I guess sh** don't change except the range of the weapon If you walk timid, better change how you're steppin' The pavements a slave ship with chains and whips If you wanna keep either better close your lips and knees [Chorus]: "Streets" {x5} [Verse Two] [Sean Price]: I'm a street dude You a weak dude Limp wristed, bright colors You a sweet dude, ex crack dealer who make money through rap My sket clap squealers and fake frontin' on tracks In the streets of NY, you and your friends die Send my, street n***as to murder and lynch guys I'm a Brownsville n***a for real P You a clown still gettin' a deal Listen Beat Street, Beat Street, street fighter On Wall Street in a Street Car Called Desire 21 Jumpstreet, run up on Street Kings 187 when you're hearin' that heat sing Bamp! Same street as Mike Tyson was raised Soon as the sun set the god light up the haze The streets raised me What about your moms? That b**h still in the streets, the streets raised her wrong P [Chorus]: "Streets" {x5}