Artist: Bizzy Bone & Layzie Bone Album: Bone Brothers III Song: Streetlife Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Bizzy] + (Layzie) Turn it up, turn that track up We're livin that street life, heat life Turn it up some mo' – we're livin the We're livin the, we're livin the, we're livin the We're livin that street life, we're livin that Yeah - turn it up some mo', turn it up some mo' We're livin that street life, we're livin that street life We're livin the, we're livin the, we're livin the Yeah, yeah (Bizzy Bone and L-Burna baby) [Chorus: Bizzy] + (Layzie) We're livin the, we're livin the, we're livin the We're livin that street life, heat life (Yeahhhh, what goes around comes around double on that ass) Tell 'em to find a path - livin that street life, heat life (Yeahhhh, what goes around comes around double on that ass) Now give me a dollar right outta my cash Livin that street life, heat life (Yeahhhh, what goes around comes around double on that ass) Uh, yeah, ooh - tell 'em to find a path Livin that street life, heat life (Yeahhhh, what goes around comes around double on that ass) Haha, c'mon, yeah - now give me a dollar right outta my cash [Bizzy Bone] You ever seen people confused in these streets, beggin for change, lookin for heat Walkin with nothin to eat, smokin the square, livin that street life Usually give 'em some money and wonder what hurt 'em so much in they past Hard to repent for they sins, especially when they not in and then they last Lose they family and friends and everyone changes, faces turnin to masks Old and they sleepin in souls, lookin for light, sippin this good they found in the flask Cause didn't you want a piece of bread? Hand in they feet, speak to the dead The tip of the temple, the head, eyes shinin and red, give them a sec They could be angels, they could be men, visitin Heaven they dreams Sit on the corner they filled with the papers they doin the service but what does it mean? Is it the situation though for me to be takin a ride (let's take a ride) every time? Let 'em flip on the radio, battlin demons, can't keep me outside I went through the drama and caught up in all of the lies, whatever was on my side Christ provided my body, you told me I'm Bryon, and this is your life But the demons off, they hittin me I'm pittin the question, please Father just save me from hell (Bizzy Bone and L-Burna baby) [Chorus] [Layzie Bone] You're new to the drama, I heard about karma, what go around come around quick on that ass Addicted to cash, I'm keepin your stash, I sit and I wonder "How long will it last?" Street life, heat life 'til me and my niggaz perish, perish Me and B tight, that's right, them niggaz you know I cherish, cherish (yeah) Show me the nigga that's ready to suit up and boot up for a revolution I'ma show you the ones that's ready to get out and bleed for a resolution These streets is a motherfucker, rough enough to make a nigga wonder "What's a nigga's purpose? Is it really worth it? Is a nigga just really another number dawg?" If I'm just a number, then I'm infinity, infinity I'm always movin and I'm never endin, and I'm blastin on my enemies Movin fast while I blow on trees, quick to cock it and I'm quick to squeeze Disrespect it on any level I'ma let 'em pop it and I'ma make 'em bleed I come from the part of the city where it's death before dishonor You don't cross a man that's the boss of theirs so tomorrow just ain't promised Get money nigga, ball out, walk the walk if you're with me You know the road, let's go all out, better talk to 'em Bizzy [Chorus] [Bizzy Bone] You're rollin and thinkin of ways that we livin the purpose, why some feelin worthless? Of course it gets rough when I see tribulations the brain is like dirt for so many nations Temptations, indications, revelations, the residence deep in the mind Blindfolded, never know when sooner or later your eyes'll be open to light How are you livin in prison in different conditions? With vision you don't wanna live What are you searchin for kid? What are you hurtin for kid? Livin that street life, word thug, plenty love, holler back When the struggle is over it's over soldier, told ya, swallow that [Layzie Bone] Let me holler at 'em... A lot of my niggaz is stuck in the streets, nowhere to go and nothin to eat What are we doin? It's nothin for free, we carry the heat and we're playin for keeps Shit can get deep when there's snow on the ground and maybe your peoples ain't holdin you down You wonder why niggaz is loc'in up now, life is too hard when you're low to the ground I'm grippin my bible, the heck with survival I'm liable to flip out, that's why I just pray One day at a time I keep tellin myself, hopin I find a better way But until then it's the street life (street life) Nigga I can't get away from that street life, street life [Chorus]