Artist: Busta Rhymes f/ BJ the Chicago Kid, MF DOOM Album: The Abstract Went On Vacation Song: In the Streets Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [MF DOOM] You can't join 'em? Beat 'em! Villian teach you where to score some old concrete crumbs Word is +Gold Bond+, feets powder, corns numb 'specially in the summer, bless the drummer, warned 'em Tight your cleats, or else it's 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 burnin holes through his black neck, fact check No flicks, any scam thought alot with the quicks Like the mini camcorder box, it's a brick click Classic, as we stalk the great outdoors Only use the magic nowadays to talk 'em out they drawers But umm, before he go there, let me take it where it started from Smart kid sold some snake spit to a 'tarded bum Not without cardin 'em, it's to garden 'em Find me in the mid-90s' +Midnight Maraudin+ 'em Hard, they wanted no part of him More rhymes the way's to get paid, and it's a lot of 'em Great minds see alike, take a sneak peek Peep one foot out, still knee deep No frontin if he ain't go huntin or something, he definitely ain't gon' run 'em [Busta Rhymes] In the streets is where you witness the worst shit happen in public Where babies grow and turn into killers and and how they become it They evolve as a result of not havin food in the cupboard Knowin the shit they be doin is foul and grow to love it Where the shit is never staged, every presentation is live Some'll bang and turn Crip and probably start whippin a 5 But every now and then you find the mind of a child that has triumphed Unique characteristics and deals with a higher science Aspirin 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 shit change! But when you look again, ironically some shit is still the same But in these streets you'll probably find a nigga regularly dreamin Payin attention to everything, regularly schemin Tryin to calculate the next hustle without attractin heat That's some of the many different things that be goin down {"in the streets"} Where bodies get clapped floatin in oceans {"in the streets"} It's where the suffering can callus your emotion {"in the streets"} But parents pray for their children, constantly hoping {"in the streets"} That their babies don't end up killed, 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 buffering {"in the streets"} Despite the sound of the ratchet bustin is common {"in the streets"} Where what we lived, the most other people is foreign {"in the streets"} [Chorus: BJ The Chicago Kid] The stree-heeets, to be from the streets, it's a blessing, it's a blessing {"In the streets"} It teach the most unforgettable lessons, yeah lessons {"In the streets"} So a nigga from the street, don't test him, don't test him {"In the streets"} Where most niggaz probably get killed Even babies busy fightin over breast milk {"In the streets"} The streets'll helps you get your soul right Hope the wolves don't get to standin in the street light {"In the streets"} And if them wolves catch you, night night Wear your boxers in the dirt and eatin Popeye's {"In the streets"} And don't forget my hot sauce Get your mind right so you won't get your life lost [MF DOOM] It's like a jungle, 24/7, 365 .44, high score, guerilla war tour Yeah sure sure, when push comes to shove It's well-done beef but it's still done love [Busta Rhymes] Yo, on more than LIKELY a level of hatred you can't imagine All desperate acts occur cause of hunger beyond famine Where instead of friends, your ratchet becomes your closest companion And when it's beef, you leave bodies with holes the size of CANYONS~! [MF DOOM] On the strength, she wasn't lent three cent Got her own connect for free rent off the cement Now what if that was your moms? Short arms Quarter waters to bottles of Dom bought the {?} [Busta Rhymes] Aiyyo the streets consist abundantly of happiness and sorrow It's also where you lurk to secure your food for tomorrow Where we take your shit cause we ain't paying it back if we borrow But become the one that shine so the rest of the hood can follow [Chorus]