life in the streets - marky mark and the funky bunch lyrics
marky mark intro:
ha, yeah. i know what you’re all thinking
that this is some old janet jackson type of shit
but it ain’t about that
this if the real, the street life trauma
yo, i grew up rough in the streets of boston, m-ssachusetts
lived real ruthless, a wild kid, out to get a bid
did some shit that he never shoulda did
had to learn the hard way
that some day you gotta pay
so what the hey, i say
prince ital joe:
life in the streets ain’t easy
all i see is pain and misery
i kneel and pray for the betrayed
strength and protection to survive in the society
this is the life in the streets
and that’s how we live it
marky mark:
hard and mean at sixteen, livin’ like a beam, theme
out scheming for the green
quick to k!ll, i gets ill, i make ya blood spill
i cut ya throat for your goose-down coat
cause statistic show that kids with no dough
ain’t got no chance, got nowhere to go
that’s why life on the streets is like a trifular beat
it’ll echo in ya head till you’re dead on the concrete
prince ital joe:
life in the streets is a mystery
don’t know my friends from my enemies
up to lot, could be trouble
but i’ll hold tight and i will never give up the fight
[chorus:]
this one is dedicated to all the homeless people
to every youth that’s growin’ up on the streets
you know, we’re living for a dream one day
that there’ll be no more homeless people in the world
life in the streets is not easy
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