everyday i walk these streets tryin to find my way back to the place i call home but these cops taken my family havin no where else to go i sit on these streets wishin that i can make it another day i defy all logics in life standing quiet is not me making somethin outta nothin seems to be my way of life my whole life i was told if i were to die i would die as a young thug my whole life i was told if i were go to jail it wuld be because of drugs everday i walk these streets lookin over my shoulder never knowin when life will end but i keep sellin these drugs raised in a house full of thugs i cant break who i am im hated for who i am i defy all logics in life standing quiet is not me making somethin outta nothin seems to be my way of life But aint nobody know me like i know me i only do it for my family i keep my 9 wit me because where i go im guaranteed to die everyday i walk these streets i take each minute for granted keepin my gun by myside never knowin when someone wants to take my life its hard holdin on to somethin that dont exist as i step outside i hear the gunshots go off watchin he cops take my partnas could i be the nex one as i lay my head down to sleep i dont know if ill see the sun again i defy all logics in life standing quiet is not me making somethin outta nothin seems to be my way of life but as far as im concerned im still alive |