Streets Victim: Written By Matcy P

THE GOD OF THE STREETS, DEMON OF GRIME, MURDEROUS MINDS, SNEAK UP BEHIND, A BALLER AND YOU PULL OUT THE NINE OR SEMI 45, CUZ U STRUGGLIN TO STAY ON YA GRIND, AND YA MOMS DOIN 50 SERVIN FEDERAL TIME.

YA POPS WAS A PIMP WHICH MADE YA MOMMA HIS MAIN WHORE, BUT SHE WAS OFF THAT HERON AND HE AINT WANT HER NO MORE, YOU CONFUSED MAD AT GOD CUZ YA LIFE IS A WAR, AK'S, MACKS, TECKS, STEADY KICKIN IN DOORS, GETTIN MONEY LEAVIN INNOCENTS WITH BRAINS ON THE FLOOR, OR DUAL MACKS HIT UP THEY BACK RIP OUT THEY SPINAL CORD................NOW THAT'S SOME GANGSTA SHIT, NOT GIVIN A FUCK WHO THROAT YOU GOTTA SLIT, NOT GIVIN A FUCK WHO YOU GOTTA POP REAL QUICK, ALL YOU KNOW IS THAT YOU GOTTA BE SMART CAN'T SLIP, BUT YET...........WHEN THINGS JUST GETTIN RIGHT, THE NEXT GOON SNEAK UP, AND TAKE YA LIFE.

LAST SECOND,LAST BREATH, EYES CLOSE OF A YOUNG HUSTLA, NO FATHER AND NO MOTHER.SELF PROVIDER GONE IN A THUGS MIST, A LIFELESS VOICE, LEFT WITH A DEATH PITCH.

100% STREETS IN HIM, END OF DAYS TOOK THE STREETS WITH HIM, AND HE DIED BY THE STREETS VENOM, HE WAS JUST ANOTHER STREETS VICTIM.....YEA, HE WAS JUST ANOTHER STREETS VICTIM.