Yo, ayo by blood is hazey, smokey gaze Glazed in ways, dilates cook-up my hybrid I've witnessed every act of violence Silence is isolated; I'm in a crowded basement Sitting and jakes came, vapors raining, carbon faces Decrypt a human, sit in ruins, two sides are amazing Flagrant patient, inhaling icy Danish painting Dealt the 88, I sit inside the pipe and wait for fate to overcome There's niggas who can't even see the sun I circulate around it, display scene surround it By shadows and gallows, my smoke is not a trail to follow Survival is vital, smoke billows out the rival's window Swindle vandals, selling handfuls and halos And rainbows and Grey Goose complement me Anything to gain those, evict up, cocaine dose, intensely I stole the moon leaving you on an empty eclipse Your brain ripped, the cabinet's hole, occupying you soon Signifying you're dying, a sign you need your dome I'm the reason you're homeless habit be speaking in codes I explode outcomes, lungs and atoms are blown The streets is my home, 'cause I need to be sold (Documentary Sample) "For one thing is really sure, is that the ah crack epidemic grew ah and it expanded and virtually devastated a generation" [Bronze Nazareth] The park bench is my bed, breathe the dark stench of lead In the city air, my sixteenth pair of donated shoes The blow made me snooze, no dough for daily booze In God's kitchen soup meals, who feels this dead? Who real enough to sleep with cardboard over his head? When it rains I shower, the bottle's always my best friend A life of lonely travels wherever I lay my hat Wherever the day be at, I always got darker clouds Even when its sunlight, my son might be graduating Ain't seen 'em since '86 since Rick wrestled Alligators I'm balance with several layers, amongst candles and prayers The Devil glares in my face in my nightmares Remember facing M-16's for my nation's army Now I'm facing the clerk at the Salvation Army I asked God why I always had walked alone No answers, so there's no heaven, the streets is my home, nigga (Documentary Sample) "There were not in that services we were literally claiming homeless people off the streets who have frozen to death, ah and Detroit it was a theme out of depression" [Sav Killz] This is why I'm the streets, crack concrete Misguided fleets broke your home, stars outta reach I was taught to civilize, teach, dip on the beach Ganja up plots to get paid in the lease Moms painted pictures, tainted, many resting in peace Feeling flagrant, AIDS patient sleeping resting and deceased Get them tabernacles, blood sucked to pour like a leech Watch out for them thieves running up on the creep Mentality is don't give a fuck grim reap Is a lot going on so it's hard to get sleep Keep my thoro conversation for them kids trying to peep Got to move off the radar, won't detect my bleed Black widows have his hood rats burn like Chilly Peppers Woody wood pecker, I'm for the cream, watching cheddars The papers change, hustlers, ballers, players, pursuit Piffling the L I Q, special brew Double stew got us fiend out like bottles loot Those who were chosen choosing themselves, only a few Minimum wage, kids barely making the grade Never mind the education, brother go and get paid Emcees is herd up, wrong battles get murked up Tsunami strike, tidal waves, niggas its surf up Sav Killz mothafuckas, don't let me work up Streets is my home, 85ers get served up (Movie Sample) "What am I suppose to do, a fool rolls up and tries to smoke me? I'm a shoot the mothafucka if he don't kill me first." "You're doing exact what they want you to do. You have to think young brother about your future."