Streets of the City - DjFrosty

If I could count the tears that have fallen It would seem like an ocean to me If my heart was a window you could look through Oh, the pain and scars you would see Tears will never stain the streets of that city No wreaths of death on my mansion door Teardrops aren't welcome beyond the gates of glory For the heart will never break anymore I question the loss of a loved one The grave seems so final and cold Oh, we'll meet again where death has no victory In a land where we'll never grow old Tears will never stain the streets of that city No wreaths of death on my mansion door Teardrops aren't welcome beyond the gates of glory For the heart will never break anymore I've never met one man without sorrow Never looked into eyes with no pain But I know a land where grief is a total stranger And songs of joy are the only songs we're gonna sing Tears will never stain the streets of that city No wreaths of death on my mansion door Teardrops aren't welcome beyond the gates of glory Cause the heart will never break anymore Repeat

I'm just trying to survive And help my family eat Locked up doing time That Ain't no place for me Ain't no use in them lying The truth won't set me free Wanted dead or alive off in these city streets Everyday mamas cry Because their children die Too many losing their lives Behind some petty crimes Ain't got no luck finding jobs And I got two degrees But they don't ever stop hiring Off in these city streets My nigga lost his fucking life Off in these city streets Envious niggas Turn to killers As they watched him eat A street Geek, I bet he knew Before the home invasion That his demise Would be at the hands of some Familiar faces My mind racing Cuz the money make you paranoid Every nigga you try to help Prolly done had it hard A Sad story As they look for u to empathize... Can't trust a soul Even if they look you in your eye Never surprised, Cuz these bitch ass niggas will lie to God Ain't coming up Because they're money ain't on one accord They're null and void Cuz I know the root of all evil And It's the love for the money That exists in all people But our people Be the main ones that's got that issue If they ain't getting nothing from u Then they ain't fucking witchu Lack of ambition Bitch you can't get nothing else fa free I say a prayer for the deceased My nigga Rest in peace Up in these city streets There ain't no peace I got my piece So I can keep the peace Grippin that thang, tint and bang, Slidin on leather seats ... And it don't matter where u from Young niggas play for keeps Ducking, Watching for the police up in these city streets Peep what I'm saying Cuz I ain't trying to die like Malcolm bruh Nobody playing They'll Hit yo ass with that potassium BANG!!! That K hit u Best believe you bout to lay it down Nobody seen it They're just trying move the fuck around Niggas u down wit Contribute to their own destruction And you'll be going down wit em If you stay on that fuk shit You duck bitch You're always going for it on fourth down When u should lead with your defense And probably punt sometimes Get lawyered dine Cuz every month U gotta pay that fee To defer them charges Cuz your honor is a fucking theif You cop a plea and took a bargain Talkin bout give us free Now you Got yo ass extorted In these city streets Off in these city streets