Psycho Realm - Street Platoons Lyrics
Chorus (x1)Time is short and my life is sickThats how it is man look at this shitYou get abused by street platoonsHit you like wind and what-cha gonna do?We break circles of enemies blocks get shot with defeatThey say no drive-bys on the streetSo mutha-*****as run rival sweepsSick platoons flood the streets of losLike a sick typhoonMutha-*****as drive by world wideAnd everybody you and I know diesThe only guarantee in life is death your last breathCome when your famo least expect itSoldier run wild in your songRed dawn strikes your back in dead namYour minds flipping but the scenes dead calmAnd your whole worlds thrown and wrapped in psycloneAlright ride through the city like thatPants, t-shirts are creased and stole gatsLa undercover shoot to killChild of the streets run wild in war fieldsScheming on pigs that start shitGuilty treat us all dirty filthyThe streets are flooded with budded corrupted minds runningThose who cant cut itLeave the hoodlum studded ghetto wondering what isThe excuse or reason for high treasonIn blasting season leaving one of your color bleedingRepeating never stopping body droppinghood rocking window glocking zone shockingDefending pavement attacking, facing arraignmentJails enslavement shackled for justice to the plaintiffWhen the charges stick thats it you get hit with some bidFor what you did prevent and rid some kid of his chance to livecause of the block he lives inNot giving a ***** just trying to win your block ribbonGlock driven joining street platoons like its some fashionGoing out of style so you catch it for some actionIts no joke homeboys get smoked, poked, cause they provokeLocked on dope no hope for growth thats why were brokeShort pocket street criminals fail to lock it but crime sky rocketsSo where the ***** is the profit?Maybe in hands of those who supply drugs and weaponsLets take that shit back by forming neighborhood connectionsChorus (x1)
