Mr. Criminal - Stay On The Streets lyrics

Verse 1 Its kinda of funny how the world turns I write a rap and let the blunt burn Think to myself who i was just a couple of years ago Now i have homies in my shoes doing time or out on parol Trapped in the system Fallen a victim To their governments Society lables you a convict when their done with you Its like somehow, someway You just cant over come this sh** Try not to get the third strike But still you wanna come up real quick You couldn't get a descent job Because you got tatts in the face Pockets empty so you went and put a strike on your waist I know exactly how it is When your trying not to fall Locked up behind the wall Visitation or collect calls Too many homies of mine Getting caught up for crimes Judges breaking mothaf**as off for too much time And its a shame homies fallen a victim to the game 25 to life and thats life in the game. Verse 2 He was only 13 Influenced by his peers Jumped in the neighbor-hood And got a tattoo tear All the homies gave him a strap Yeah he didnt have no fears Slanging and doing dope His mind never was clear He stared into a duration That he soon would regret Making mothaf**as bleed for disrespecting his set He wouldnt listen to nobody Went in one ear and out the other Disrespecting his mother Even stealing money for her Now what was a shame Was the homie was naive to the game Thinking all he wanted to do in life was run the streets and bang Until he got caught with a strap Facing triple homicide Tried and convicted as an adult Now he's facing 25 And thats life in the varrio Thats just hows its done You grab a strap co*k and shoot it up for the neighbor-hood your from.