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street lights + just a man - ang p lyrics

[verse 1: ang p]
man we don’t hit the block ‘til the streetlights come on/ we don’t hit the block ‘til the street lights come on/ schemin’ on a plot that we might dumb on/ so many ways to guap and ain’t no one wrong/ they worried ‘bout what’s hot we tryna keep our sons warm/ and that’s just a typical day in the hood/ hustling mornin’, noon and night the way that we should/ i’m on the jack with my brother and i’m praying he good/ but if he not we gon’ get it any way that we could, believe that/ where my n-ggas rollin’ around with the seat back?/ anything that’s slowing us down we don’t need that/ will of a young buck but knowledge of an old man/ some people call it dumb luck, but i take it in my own hands/ never been a sucka nah ain’t no coward in me/ i just leave it up to god and the powers that be/ feeling like cyrus in the warriors/ they could push our back against the wall, but there’s more of us/

[hook]
where would i be wasn’t for no music?/ slangin’ rock, bustin’ guns somethin’ stupid/ comin’ up i always was a nuisance ruthless/ never thought that i would be the one god choses/ (2x)

[verse 2: xp]
we don’t hit the block ‘til the streetlights come on/ we don’t hit the block ‘til the street lights come on/ tryna dodge a long sentence like a run on/ saved a couple dollars for some bob’s shrimp jumbos/ east chicago cub lost in the jungle/ say cousin what it is? ain’t nothin’/ same block, same liquor store, same junkies/ snake cops taking our future away from us/ ain’t a lot that momma’s can do but pray for us/ whole lot of papa’s out here wit’ case warrants/ so they daughters try to dream they way to california/ the sons peepin’ the game like selling crack’s normal/ one strike away wit’ they back to the courtroom/ waitin’ for the day when we can celebrate and po’ it up/ i just wanna really spend a whole check at nordstrom’s/ paint the city red takin’ shots like a warmup/ i told you that one day we would do it enormous/

[hook]

[verse 3: ang p]
we don’t hit the block ‘til the streetlights come on/ we don’t hit the block ‘til the streetlights come on/ the cops the real reason these kids is keeping they guns warm/ wildin’ out d-mn near handing penalties of death/ they went and shot them young fellas right up in they chest/ or was it in they back? either way it makes no sense/ what makes it even wore one of them can’t feel his legs/ how we gonna break the cycle with that sh-t up in our heads?/ so if i have a kid and if he actin’ stupid then he gonna end up dead/ sh-t i was a nuisance yeah you heard just what i said/ but when i was a kid i was taught that officers were here to serve and to protect/ now it seems today they only showin’ up for checks/ they ain’t showin’ us respect in fact they showin’ us neglect/ we from the same community but division is working best/ now they showing us they teks, got they foot up on our chest/ and our facebook friends say we deservin’ what we get/

[verse 4: miz]
mothaf-cka i’m on one and this is our anthem/ police don’t shoot me, see me puttin’ my hands up/ i ain’t no animal, i’m somebody’s grandson/ just skittles and tea sir, i ain’t got no handgun/ a gated community, they don’t want me here/ my hoodies and jeans here and my white tee here/ a black man beware in your eyes i could see fear but i’m just a man/ why you scared of a brotha when i’m just a man?/ why you scared of a brotha when i’m just a man?/ why you scared of a brotha when i’m just a man?/ in your eyes i could see fear but i’m just a man/ why you scared of a brotha when i’m just a man?/

- ang p lyrics

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