Street Stories Part 1

[Produced by Backspacez] [Verse 1] Walking down the street has never been so dangerous But now you getting closer to where every single angel is Another R.I.P goes out to Trayvon Martin And every other kid with a pic on a carton I'm starting to lose hope for peace on Earth There are more deaths then there are even births Parents at the graves saying their farewell letter Reminds me of Jonylah forever No escape route for this thing we call our lives Couple of gunfights and a couple of knives Lodged in the back of our so-called friends Trying to keep myself out the pen with my pens I hear the cop car wheels come to a screech Read me my Miranda Right like it's a speech Throw me in the back all covered in cuffs Acting like the fucking scene wasn't enough Couple of months later I'm in front of a jury The look on my face shows no worry The funny thing is I happen to be a witness It's my bro that has to do the business Trying to tell him it's all in the textbook He looks like nothing in that sketchbook Now he's got a couple of years in that jail cell Put him in solitary, right where he can't yell Shit make him feel like he Andy Dufresne And that's the type of shit that will bring the pain The D.O.C. got him under lock and key And the other guy is always walking free They always telling me to be the peacemaker But nowadays I want to be the shot taker Now it's 12 A.M. in the middle of God's acre And then they get a call a couple of hours later... [Outro:] To be continued