Hook1:
Just i don't know why
Keep living this life

Keep hunting me back,back to the past yeah...

why keep living this life

i don't know why,been hunting me back
back to the past yeah!


V1:
Hoping off the train
Hostile when it's night

Dimished breaths from the spliffs,and the highness
Driving and speeding like Team Alliance(*StreetTeam)


Lost Angels driften in the bubble faced while been Reckless
waked-up this morning got benjamins in mind,cuz all i need is food for tought
Ain't nobody gonna do nothing for you

everybody's in the kitchens melting pot,it's getting hot...hot like it's summer in the hood

no love lost single raising their child,ain't %#@! change this block be the same

young criminal mind,veins toxic off the alcohol
my homie just got out,and locked-up again,cuz there's no discipline*not at all
That's the way it is,constant battles constant fights,despise this (*##$es saying $#&@ this life


when they're going through what reality hits like a hollow point expansion lock aimming to a strangers dome
no witness just god and moms' in tought,homies and a connect we have it all bumping gees up and hoes down

we from the westside so be loud,checking out cuties from the sidemirror
don't know why but suddenly the day seem to get clearer ..


Hook2:
Just i don't know why
Keep living this life

Keep hunting me back,back to the past yeah...

why keep living this life

i don't know why,been hunting me back
back to the past yeah!


v2:
Sometimes i sit and wonder if this %#@! gonna take me under
my concious is not crystal clear but conflicts seem to come and disappear

through out the bull%#@! the news is this streets it's what raised me
i never expect the heat to almost take me


i guess i'm just another one being caught-up in the mix
so i'm stressing,facing life and death situations,living in the ghetto just to meet ones' death
i'm paying for my dues,i'm walking tall without a $#&@ing clue

my heart seems like it's loosing it's rhythim

got me reminism death before dishonor over my freedom

born raised in the city of La,Lost Angels...yeah!
now we back from the start the streets will alway challenge you if you got enough heart
critical facts cuz i've been stab i've been shot concious through the bull%#@!,the news is i'm lost,in the ghettos' qu'ron


Lord forgive me for i sin,can you witness burning pain within
it dimished my breath,i'm living life on the edge

i scribbled up to god a thousand of verses cuz time is so limited and the message so urgent
just imagine you were picked-up by an ambulance and given


from a ripped t-shirt and given less than a fourty percent chance of living
i never liked to listen to any adviced that's given
so i guess that's the reason why i live the life that i've living


Hook3:
i don't know why

Keep living this life
Keep hunting me back,back to the past yeah...


why keep living this life
i don't know why,been hunting me back
back to the past yeah!