Thru the Window

I take a look through the window and all I see is pain burnin on my brain like some weird type of acid rain or a virus, it's something that I can't explain I use to be different but now it seems that I'm the same as the rest of these hard heads in my hood I'm livin foul even though momma raised me good Everywhere I turn it and everywhere I look everybody that I know is, livin like a crook, and the The cops want to throw the book the kitchen sink, a upper cut and a left hook How can I explain this battering that we caught, it wasn't the way I was raised, it was the way I was taught And the streets is a motherfucker (motherfucker) But I be growin up like another sucker ('nother sucker) I say the bomb be the last as I reflect on the past with my face, pressed against the glass 'Goin down slowly, slowly, goin down' --> (sample) x4 [Billy Boy] In nightfall through the window, a silhouette Beads of sweat and the palm of my hand is still wet So put the safety on the Tek because this ??? ??? started yet So many yesterdays I can't forget And now it's nighttime but it seem like daytime Helicopter lights makin the bud light like sunshine on my mind Crack addicts, kids with automatics Thugs who want static and those who already had it Manifestations of a spirit, trapped in a flesh cage Mind in fifth gear, imagination rampage My brothers is walking through night like a thief in the night Three strikes you're out because the color's not right And all I axe is 'Why we jack and fight?' and try to save enough right and I'm wrapped too tiiiight, uhh Blowin in the pistol, suckin on some indo, lookin through the window and that's all I see, uhh 'Goin down slowly, slowly, goin down' --> (sample) x4 [Coolio] I'm hittin corners on the boulevard, lookin hard Rims are shinin, sound is bumpin, I'm a superstar, yeah Rollin in the ride and it's not mine but that's alright 'cause I still feel fine Now I'm strapped with nothin but my mind and a screwdriver Gimme twenty seconds at your skills like MacGyver (who?) And I can take anything that I want to take but when you slip and push your fate, I'm parlayin off your paper like when I'm Yankee Doodle came to Jersey rollin on some Dayton's (Dayton's) Kept an Uzi under his seat so fools wouldn't take him (take him) My homey had a cadillac sweeter than all the others Went into the wrong hood, so they choked the motherfucker That's how it goes (yeah) and that's how it feels (right) New Jersey Drive is for real That's how it goes and that's how it feels New Jersey Drive is for real (ugh) 'Goin down slowly, slowly, goin down' --> (sample) x4

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