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    "Street Life" Lyrics

    Skee-Lo

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    [Joe Love]
    Last year when I went home, got in my car and got gone
    Hit the streets and shot on, 18 years since I'm gone
    Call my homie Jerome, spoke to his brother Tyrome
    Who seemed a little distant cause my calls were not persistent
    He say Rome went to prison for resistin' arrest
    And mamma had a problem wit her chest, what, cardiac arrest
    I was hurt and ain't even been here a week
    And after all that bad news I couldn't speak
    And my toes went weak and my legs went numb
    It gets crazy in the streets tryin' to live wit no funds
    Don't cheat you don't eat, your case you can't beat
    Public defenders is there to make the deals go sweet
    For the prosecution it's like an execution
    But you can make it if you're patient and avoid confusion
    It took a while for me to learn this and stay on my feet
    But if this rappin' don't happen for me I'm goin' back to the streets

    Street life, street life, street life, street life
    Street life, street life, street life, street life
    Street life, street life, street life, street life
    Street life, street life, street life, street life

    [Skee-Lo]
    Before the day that I blew up back when I grew up
    Back when I had a shag chewin' gum wearin' chucks
    Before I even thought about makin' the big bucks
    I was busy throwin' rocks at cars and dump trucks
    Even now I can hear her mamma callin' my full name
    Me and uncle Joe would be watchin' the Bulls game
    Before they had Jordan when all you needed was change
    To get yourself some candy, some pickles and sugar canes
    Even then I could feel the streets movin' all through
    My veins and everything I seen absorbed in my brain
    I'm not afraid to tell it my brother I'm not ashamed
    You take a look at me now and look at where I came
    Robert Taylor, 4500 on State Street in Chicago
    Where most of the hoodsters and thugs be
    If it hadn't of been for all the people that loved me
    And for god's grace life get cruel and ugly in the streets

    Street life, street life, street life, street life
    Street life, street life, street life, street life
    Street life, street life, street life, street life
    Street life, street life, street life, street life

    [Skee-Lo]
    It's all good
    But people don't, got it misunderstood, street code is
    Simply you stick to your own hood
    Stay in your own woods and chop your own tree
    And if something jumps off pretend you didn't see
    Keep your mouth shut up, for you get knocked up
    Ain't no since in tryin' to get somebody else locked up
    And that's the truth
    That's why I send messages to the youth
    Hope the lord makes a way out
    Forget the gang and stay out
    Cause everybody wants to live in the sunshine
    If not right now at least at one time
    Look back in your mind remember you was a kid
    Remember before you grew up how innocent you lived
    From big wheels to big thrills and big heights
    From innocent to killin' your brother for Air Nikes
    And I can't believe that none of these things don't
    Strike y'all brothers in the head like this ain't right

    Street life, street life, street life, street life
    Street life, street life, street life, street life
    Street life, street life, street life, street life
    Street life, street life, street life, street life
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by William Roberts, Maurice Sinclair, Lloyd Polite.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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