wake uuuuuuuup

i see the sun shine gazing threw window pain


blazing like indo flame its time to wake up


co0me to ur senses manye

snow is all around you


but you dont play no winter games


cartrage all around you

but you dont play netendo games


load them up and fill them up to the top


before you @@#!ing them

trying to get from the botton to the top


like the stock exchange


see i was %#@!ting shaving

hit the coner for a block exchange


amazing what my people would do


for some pocket change

but maybe this aint the life you choose


this is the life you stay strapped and pack a knife


or end up with a bloody nose

street survival or survival of the street


and only the strong survive


there's no survival for the weak

catch a sneak eak at death if ur not on ur p's & q's


they carry banana clip and ^!$$%s will peel u for ur shoes


this is the blues but not all hill street

u can call it kill or be killed street


lost a pint of blood let it spill street


stop and wake uuuuuuuuuup

wake uuuuuuuuuup







they say my folkes would do any thing for the fortune and fame


and it will take a fortune to get rid of all the pain


but im saying use ur brain homie do the right thing (let me talk to ya)

use ur brain homie do the right thing (let me talk to ya)


you say the only family u got is in the game


and the only way to make is by sell cocain

but im say use ur brain homie do the right thing (let me talk to ya)


use ur brain homie do the right thing (let me talk to ya)