Streets of New York
In the streets of new york
**** fiends are leaning for morphine
The tv screen followed the homicide scenes
You live here, youre taking a chance
So look and i take one glance, theres a man inside an ambulance
Crowds are getting louder, i wonder how the
People want to go fight for the white powder
People hanging in spots
They waited until the blocks got hot
And got raided by the cops
Ill explain the man sleeping in the rain
His whole life remains inside a bottle of night train
Another man got his clothes in a sack
Cause he spent every dime of his rent playing blackjack
And theres the poor little sister
She has a little baby daughter
Named sonya and sonya has pneumonia
So whys her mother in a club unzipped though?
Yo thats her job, sonyas mommy is a bar stripper
Drug dealers drive around looking hard
Knowing theyre sending their brothers and sisters to the graveyard
Every day is a main event, some old lady limps
The pushers and pimps eat shrimps
It gets tiring, the sight of a gun firing
They must desire for the sound of a siren
A bag lady dies in an alleyway
Shes seen the last of her days inside the subways
More and more down the slope, the kid couldnt cope
So he stole somebodys **** and a gold rope
Now my sons on the run, hes a wanted one
Had fun then was done by a shotgun
Upstairs i cover my ears and tears
The man downstairs must have drank too many beers
Cause every day of his life he beats his wife
Till one night she decides to pull a butcher knife
Blind man plays the sax
A tune called he arms on my moms show railroad tracks?many lives are cut short
Thats when youre living
In the streets of new york
Baby needs new shoes
But his papa uses all the money for booze
A young girl is undressed in the back seat of a caddy
Calling some man daddy
Three men slain inside an apartment
All you could see was the sparks when it darkened
Daylight broke, cops roll on the scene
The drug war, daily routine
Gambling spots, just a poor mans jackpot
You winning a lot, you get shot
The drug dealing fanatics
But you dont want no static
Cause they got crack addicts with automatics
Shoot-outs for a desire for territory
A kid got caught in the crossfire
A tired mother cant take no more
She grab the bottle full of sleeping pills and took about 24
Human beings are laying on the pavement
Cause theyre a part of a mental enslavement
The cop snipers, little babies in dirty diapers
This type of life is making you hyper
People scouting a torched-out building
And got killed when the cold air filled in
Is hell really suggested?
No more persons arrested, a child molested
A little kid says, 'yo
I got a color tv, cd player and car stereo
And all i want is a castle
I also got a .38, dont give me no hassle'
One kid heads straight for the top
And gets stopped and popped by a crooked cop
Look behind you when you walk
Thats how it is in the streets of new york