Feet touch d concrete hat pulled low,

differen day differen nite but d same old road,

same old show same old faces

same old grape vine same old places,

same old baitness nuin aint changed,

draw my zip to my chin make my fru d rain,

eyes to d pave,chin to my chest,

hands to my pants front hood to my head,

fugd from ma head to to d end of ma creps,

awareness high neva no wats nex,

so wats nex, huz he, where from,

dus e wan beef, is e big, wats e on,

questions prolong amoung forts in ma mind,

same old process stored an refind,

reformd an revised to relate widda times,

debates of d time reflect d frame in my mind,

bin raisd in d time, to regulate widda street,

car rolls by awake outta my dream,

but nout is a dream, lifes all real,

reach down feel d outline of d steal,

d lines a raw deal believe my lifes onit,

an times r raw still i keep my mind from it,

believe i rise from it keep my hed strate,

Dis lifes a rat race but people try jog it,

back to d present rain pecks on ma hood,

spud a couple man steppin out of d shoobz,

word is couple man r round in d hood,

beef on agenda, now my backs up,

for now its all good, my back is bein watched,

bop slow fru d rain onto d nex block,

glance up see a couple youts try clock,

keep my head let dem pass an jus watch,

same old story talk an no bop,

i laff to myself an carry on to d shop,

up past d school an down to d park,

silence of night is like a roar in d dark,

su in stalls in heart, shouts ring in d air,

reach 4 phone ma to c where ma man dere,

hand in my pocket grips to my phone,

2 2s a hear yo u got a liter bro,

i jump a peece a face appears from d gloom,

am like nah g sorry dnt smoke my y...

Nex fink I know i feel a lick to my jaw,

cant c shit,my phone drops to d floor,

i got boxd in my jaw fort shoots fru my hed,

my mind state flips,am pissd i c red,

i twist an c a hed hand goes to my pants

minds gone blank all fink is shank,

hands grip my neck feel a boot in my side,

reach down my trakies pull d blade from inside,

spark connects to ma hed dat i dnt even feel,

am way pas pissd,nah dis anga is surreal,

spot a red hoody arm extends in its way,

i hear a scream,my arm jars i c d pain in his face,

i brace replace anga with logic an pul d shank,

turn around scopin d dark for a nex man

spark from a lef han strate in my eye

evryfin spins as I stagger to d side

getting madder all d pain dnt exisist

put a slash fru d air feel suin hear a rip

d brere is like shit, fuk I got shankd

nex fing I hear is nah fuk dis man

am like fuk dis man, wat goes round cums bak

footsteps race away am like nah cum bak

Ra! Cum bak, fukin prik wat now!

Script got flipt boots av all changed round

Its all changed now am wearin d crown

Dey cnt move to me on my streets in my town

Defeat in my town not an option belive me

Now am loosin my breff ches is getting wheezy

Res is getting needy, feet slow pace

Forget d chase ino I won dis race

Replace anger with heinsight hands start shakin
throat feels croaky voice starts brakin
pulse starts racin head goes wes

Cudda bin me widda shank in ma ches

Give fanks dat am blessed, accept am bein watched

Got eyes in d sky my steps r bein clocked

Inept I peel off, reel back to d block

Hood back to my crown, steel back to my crotch

Back on d block its d same old road

same old faces, same old show

same old grape vine same old places

same old man den same old baitness

same old basis nu in aint changed

hood still on ma head, shank still on my waist

blank still on my face, emotion concealed
fuk d gash on my face emotions don’t heal
Reaveal nuin to d world keep my eyes wide shut
live for d moment till my times up

in rhyme life looks like words onna page
in words stay portrayed as a mic onna stage

but life aint a game or ink inna pad

at a stage where i kotch jus fink till am mad

in sync I feel glad, heart beats in my breast

stay tru to myself till in peace amma rest

street beats in my chest, ches beats wimmy heart

breath breathes nuin less bin street from d start

stay street to d end, concretes in my blood