BJ The Chicago Kid - In the Streets lyrics

[Verse 1: MF DOOM] You can't join 'em? Beat 'em Villain teach you where to score some old concrete crumbs Word is Gold Bond feets powder, corned thumbs ‘specially in the summer bless the drummer, warned ‘em Tight your cleats, or else its right to the white meat Some I bite to eat, others write the light bright heat Despite threat regardless of the aspect, the shack, the burning holes through his black neck, fact check No flicks, and he scam, thought alot with the quicks Like the mini camcorder box, it's a brick lick, Cla**ic As we stalk the great outdoors Only use the magic nowadays to talk them out they drawers, but um Before he go there let me take it where it started from Smart kid sold some snake spit to a 'tarded bum Not without carding em', Mr. Guardin'-em Find me in the mid-90s Midnight Mauraden-em Hard, they wanted no part of him More rhymes and ways to get paid, and there's a lot of them Great minds see alike take a sneak peek Peek one foot out and still leave deep No frontin' if you ain't go huntin' or southern, you definitely ain't gon ‘run em [Verse 2: Busta Rhymes] In the streets is where you witness the worship happen in public Where babies grow and turn into k**ers and and how they become it They evolve as a result of not having food in the cupboard Knowing that the sh** they be doing is foul and grow to love it Where the sh** is never staged, every presentation is live Some'll bang and turn crip and probably start whipping a five But every now and then you find the mind of a child that has triumphed Unique characteristics and deals with a higher science Aspiring to take over the world and really does it All one-hundred ninety-six million nine-hundred forty thousand square miles of it Damn it's strange how sh** change But when you look again, ironically some sh** is still the same But in these streets you'll probably find a n***a regularly dreaming Paying attention to everything, regularly scheming Trying to calculate the next hustle without attracting heat There be so many different things that be going down (In the streets) Where bodies get clapped floating in oceans (In the streets) It's where the suffering can callous your emotion (In the streets) But parents pray for their children, constantly hoping that their babies don't end up k**ed (in jail) or smoking (In the streets) It's where you learn to make things out of nothing (In the streets) Where people smoke crack instead of taking a Buffrin (knee deep in the streets) Despite the Santa that (?) is common (In the streets) With what we lived, the most other people is falling (In the streets) [Hook: BJ The Chicago Kid] To be from the streets it's a blessing, it's a blessing It teach the most unforgettable lesson, yeah lesson So a n***a from the street, don't test him, don't test him Where most n***as probably get k**ed Even babies busy fighting over breast milk (?)it keep and helps to get your soul right Hope them wolves don't get ya standing in the street light And if them wolves catch you night night When your boxers in the dirt and eating Popeye's And don't forget my hot sauce Get your mind watching loot and get your life lost [Verse 3: MF DOOM] It's like a jungle 24/7 365.44 I/eye score gorilla war tour, yeah sure sure When push comes to shove This world done beef But it's still done love [Verse 4: Busta Rhymes] On more than likely a level of hate that you can't imagine Where desperate acts occur cause of hunger beyond famine Where instead of friends your ratchet becomes your closest companion And when its beef your leave bodies with holes the size on canyons [Verse 5: MF DOOM] On her strength she wasn't lent 3 cent Got her own connect for free rent off the cement Now what if that was your moms? Short arm, quart of water to bottles of Don Bought the farm [Verse 6: Busta Rhymes] Yo the streets consist abundantly of happiness and sorrow It's also where you lurk to secure your food for tomorrow Where we take the sh** ‘cause we ain't paying it back if we borrow Become the one that shine so the rest of the hood can follow [Hook: BJTheChicagoKid] STREET To be from the streets it's a blessing, it's a blessing It teach the most unforgettable lesson, yeah lesson So a n***a from the street, don't test him, don't test him Where most n***as probably get k**ed Even babies busy fighting over breast milk (?)it keep and helps to get your soul right Hope them wolves get you standing in the street light And if them wolves catch you night night When your boxers in the dirt and eating Popeye's And don't forget my hot sauce Get your mind watching loot and get your life lost