[Intro: Clarence Carter]
Well, I'II tell ya, it makes no difference if you came from the city
And it don't matter if you came from the country
And some of you out there within the sound of my voice may have come from the suburbs
But I'd like to suggest to you one of the best places I know
[Verse 1]
In my hood we alone now
Half my people under stones or in the stone house
And in my crib I'm alone too
Cause I could never get myself to call a bitch my baby boo
And now I'm polishing my nine until it shine and I can see myself
Outline of a sinner, defined by this greed and wealth
I needed help a lot but I was lied to, live and lost
Locked in lawless lairs, lord have mercy
God must have forgot about this young man
Next time my gun jam, it's my time
With my grind, it's 'bout time I make it
Or two time it's (fated)
My life is, I'm ragin'
Feels righteous
Don't ever live a sober second
But these drugs is my license
To chill, sip purp
Smoke this weed, drink and I'm ill
And I can't even go to sleep
Without popping a pack of pills
But I'm past the point, we Wheatied up
Roll that join, pop a plank
Sniff that 'caine and see what's up
Fuck it man, we out here every(day)
[Sample]
[Verse 2]
RIP shirts line my closet like I sell them shits
In the cutlass, feeling fuckless, sniff using dead presidents
Depressing (when) I got a sick selection of depressive shit
I'm so wanted everything I touch becomes some evidence
My finish line or these coke lines
These broke times might turn around
We'd always shine, make dope rhymes
Shit, I ain't lie
Half of my old hood gentrified
Shout out to my goons left
Real killas never die
I'm on my phone
Most names I can't call but I try though
Voicemail of a phantom but no ma'fucking dial tone
A crib full of hate bred a heart full of anger
But a trap full of Gs bred a heartless gangbanger
Whatchu know?
[Outro: Clarence Carter]
At the dark end of the street
That's where we always meet
At the dark end of the street
That's where we always meet
Hiding in the shadows where we don't belong
Living in darkness, oh Lord, to hide our own
One day they're gonna find us
Oh, they're gonna catch us somewhere
Don't let 'em find us...
Well, I'II tell ya, it makes no difference if you came from the city
And it don't matter if you came from the country
And some of you out there within the sound of my voice may have come from the suburbs
But I'd like to suggest to you one of the best places I know
[Verse 1]
In my hood we alone now
Half my people under stones or in the stone house
And in my crib I'm alone too
Cause I could never get myself to call a bitch my baby boo
And now I'm polishing my nine until it shine and I can see myself
Outline of a sinner, defined by this greed and wealth
I needed help a lot but I was lied to, live and lost
Locked in lawless lairs, lord have mercy
God must have forgot about this young man
Next time my gun jam, it's my time
With my grind, it's 'bout time I make it
Or two time it's (fated)
My life is, I'm ragin'
Feels righteous
Don't ever live a sober second
But these drugs is my license
To chill, sip purp
Smoke this weed, drink and I'm ill
And I can't even go to sleep
Without popping a pack of pills
But I'm past the point, we Wheatied up
Roll that join, pop a plank
Sniff that 'caine and see what's up
Fuck it man, we out here every(day)
[Sample]
[Verse 2]
RIP shirts line my closet like I sell them shits
In the cutlass, feeling fuckless, sniff using dead presidents
Depressing (when) I got a sick selection of depressive shit
I'm so wanted everything I touch becomes some evidence
My finish line or these coke lines
These broke times might turn around
We'd always shine, make dope rhymes
Shit, I ain't lie
Half of my old hood gentrified
Shout out to my goons left
Real killas never die
I'm on my phone
Most names I can't call but I try though
Voicemail of a phantom but no ma'fucking dial tone
A crib full of hate bred a heart full of anger
But a trap full of Gs bred a heartless gangbanger
Whatchu know?
[Outro: Clarence Carter]
At the dark end of the street
That's where we always meet
At the dark end of the street
That's where we always meet
Hiding in the shadows where we don't belong
Living in darkness, oh Lord, to hide our own
One day they're gonna find us
Oh, they're gonna catch us somewhere
Don't let 'em find us...
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