"In the street on the on the corner in the street"
"In the street on the corner"
They got crack they got guns "on there corner"
I seen niggaz die young "in the street"
They got females for sale "on the corner"
Mad niggaz in jail for running wild "in the street"
Yo I attended UCLA now how that grab you
The University of the Corner of Lincoln Avenue
Where no sleep is lost
When they think of stabbing you
Leave you in the playground laying face down
And I'm not Deandre this is not HBO
This is real life and it's real trife
Sometimes it's too much to fathom
Coroner come through
They just bag 'em and tag 'em
Just the other I was copping weed "on the corner"
Man I seen a n***a get shot
He was laying out "in the street"
The blood started to leak from his head
He was dead I was just standing feet away
You never know if today's gon' be the day
That you get killed blood get spilt
All over the pavement cause
They got crack they got guns "on there corner"
I seen niggaz die young "in the street"
They got females for sale "on the corner"
Mad niggaz in jail for running wild "in the street"
Yo she used to be a dime piece back in '82
She was the shit then she got strung out on the shit
Now her beauties drained from the cocaine
Her once delicate speech is now profane
Reminents of her formal self catch a trick's eye
She suck anonymous d**k and then gets high
She on the block to the whee hours
And I wouldn't f**k with it
Even if she took three showers
With eight AIDS tests she's a straight mess
She look older than she is cause she stay stressed
The whole hood know her we anbuvilent
Her mixed up girl we lost at innocence
What's really sad is that she's not the only one
Her life is bad but she's not the only one
There's plenty more the streets got plenty whores
Pimp prophet bank corners on twenty four
They got crack they got guns "on there corner"
I seen niggaz die young "in the street"
They got females for sale "on the corner"
Mad niggaz in jail for running wild "in the street"
Now a new born baby from the hospital
Headed to the hood to face them obstacles
Of the gangstas killings fiends and drug dealings
Those who get caught
Get pinched and start squealing
The have nots stuck in the hood that stays hot
Like crabs in the barrel try'nna make it to the top
With petty ass beef gat handles with the glock
Where innocent kids wind up getting shot
Where murder is a trend selling drugs is a hobby
And moms and grandmoms
Scared to walk through the lobby
Where young men don't get a chance to be men
Lie step or shot down all they talking was sin
Where young girls walk around the hood with no clothes
Thinking it's aight from watching them videos
This shit is by design program your mind
With a savage way of thinking
Leaving you dumb deaf & blind
They got crack they got guns "on there corner"
I seen niggaz die young "in the street"
They got females for sale "on the corner"
Mad niggaz in jail for running wild "in the street"
