Black Eyed Peas - Street Livin' (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Black Eyed Peas - Street Livin' (en) Lyrics
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Streets, streets
Livin' in the streets
Street livin', caught in the trap
Guns or books, sell crack or rap
Be like kings or be like pawns
They called us coons, now
they call us cons
Street niggas be packing pistols
Terrorists be blasting missiles
Crips and Bloods and retail thugs
CIA planes bring Colombian drugs in
Don't push me 'cause I'm close to hell
The teachers in my neighborhood
can hardly spell
And compare to them, prison
guards get paid well
Ten years no bail is 4 years at Yale
So, forget about the statue
of General Lee
Because the status of
Blacks are generally
Gonna end up in some penitentiary
Systematically, that's how
they made it to be
Listen, they derailed the soul train
And put a nightmare in every
Martin Luther King
And privatized prisons
are owned by the same
Slave masters that owned
the slave trade game
And racists no longer
have to be racist
'Cause niggas kill more niggas
than the KKK did
Now, every time I hear a new def jam
Niggas killing niggas like
they Ku Klux Klan
I understand what's a nigga to choose?
Be the killer or be the
dead dude in the news
I get it, what's a nigga to do?
No education in the hood
got a nigga confused
Street livin', tough conditions
Brainwashed by the television
We lost in the war we live in
Double cross, love lost, no religion
Street livin', oh my gosh
Another brother got shot by the searg'
Another cop got off with no charge
If you black in the hood, you at large
You're guilty until you
prove you're innocent
If you're ivory, they
treat you different
If you're ebony, they assume
your temperament
Will be vigilant and they
call you militant
And you'll get shot and they'll
say the incident
Is 'cause you're belligerent,
what a coincidence?
Born and bred but you're
still an immigrant
And if you ain't dead, you
can see imprisonment
There's more niggas in the
prisons than there ever was
slaves cotton picking
There's more niggas that's rotting
in the prisons than there ever
was slaves cotton picking
So, how we gon' get up out the trap?
Street livin', hustle or hoops
Guns or books, get shot or shoot
Street livin', ain't no rules
Break the law, make the breakin' news
The life you choose could
be the life you lose
Niggas getting stuck
for the Nike shoes
Street livin', ain't no joke
It's a cold world, better
bring your coat
Revoke 'cause the streets are broke
And now they wanna take away
our dreams and hopes
Street livin', no economics
No way out of the Reaganomics
Infected by the black
plague, new bubonic
No comprende, we speak ebonics
Street livin', what's your position?
You can take action or take
a dick and listen
You can get fucked by the system
Or you can say "fuck the system"
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