Kool G Rap - Streets Of New York
In the streets of new york Dope fiends are leaning for morphine The tv screen followed the homicide scenes You live here, you're taking a chance So look and i take one glance, there's a man inside an ambulance Crowds are getting louder, i wonder how the People want to go fight for the white powder People hanging in spots They waited until the blocks got hot And got raided by the cops I'll explain the man sleeping in the rain His whole life remains inside a bottle of night train Another man got his clothes in a sack Cause he spent every dime of his rent playing blackjack And there's the poor little sister She has a little baby daughter Named sonya and sonya has pneumonia So why's her mother in a club unzipped though? Yo that's her job, sonya's mommy is a bar stripper Drug dealers drive around looking hard Knowing they're sending their brothers and sisters to the graveyard Every day is a main event, some old lady limps The pushers and pimps eat shrimps It gets tiring, the sight of a gun firing They must desire for the sound of a siren A bag lady dies in an alleyway She's seen the last of her days inside the subways More and more down the slope, the kid couldn't cope So he stole somebody's dope and a gold rope Now my son's on the run, he's a wanted one Had fun then was done by a shotgun Upstairs i cover my ears and tears The man downstairs must have drank too many beers Cause every day of his life he beats his wife Till one night she decides to pull a butcher knife Blind man plays the sax A tune called the arms on my moms show railroad tracks?many lives are cut short That's when you're living In the streets of new
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