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i am the streets - tragedy khadafi lyrics

[tragedy khadafi]
now really and truly what’s really f-cking wit i
swear’da’god, when i spit i can hear the streets cry
moms was a dope fiend, pops was a criminal
look what this life will do to you, sh-t is so subliminal
i play my part when i rhyme from the heart, i feel naked
predicate felon, thoughts excelling, it’s hard to take it
credit cards, ill scams, got blood ova my hands
selling my soul to shaitan wit every ounce in gram
i done blood on the realest corners just to feed my fam
maybe i’ve been made a man from all the mistakes i’ve made
n-ggas dead, n-ggas gon’, but still i ain’t afraid
it’s like i’m trapped in a trap till the morning light
my mama and daddy too young just to raise me right
sometimes i reminisce on all the mistakes i’ve made
life wasn’t cut short cuz the tools was laid
g till i lay in the earth and my flesh decays

- tragedy khadafi lyrics

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