Streets get you mocked as an enemy
hear the whisper in the heart
Too late for a prayer and a call
All in all, you're a left wank
One last look at the clock on the wall
One last look at the clock
to them I'll be down the list
Them boys, did you see me?
And llamas ain't no problem,
yeah, they come without a dust
And mamas to them baby daddies
And they ain't got no problems
if they got to die for us
Black sol diers in that headliner,
And we gon' at you once, nigga,
you gon' feel me bucka -choo
and feed my pet raven crow
And y 'all gon' think I'm crazy,
If your crews don't front tonight,
I'll let them live the night
If your goonies outta line tonight,
then we gon' fight the night
And y 'all gon' ask me questions
like, there's something wrong with us
And I'ma look at y 'all and say, yeah,
And if you got a problem,
then there's something wrong with us
And if you wanna die tonight,
The game ain't never been friendly
Streets catch em off as an enemy
In the dark, hear the whisper in the hall
Too late for a prayer and a call
All in all, you're left with
One last look at the clock on the wall
One last look at the clock on the wall
The lights ain't safe to walk no more,
When we snatch you out your bed
cause your payment's overdue
Neighbors turn their back on you
cause you still owe them two
but you owe what I'm supposed to do
You the one addicted to blow,
You the one that's gotta go now,
And I don't understand shit,
and I might just turn you loose
with one of my freaks from Peru
And she gon' take you by your hand
and she gon' rub your shoulders down
Whisper in your ear and say, baby,
and say, baby, just sip it down
and say, baby, just sip it down
And we ain't got no time no more,
you gon' wake up buried in the ground
The game ain't never been friendly
Streets catch a mob that's an enemy
In the dark, hear the whisper in the hall
Too late for a prayer and a call
All in all, you're left with
One last look at the clock on the wall
One last look at the clock on the wall
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