Lyrics

Check out the avenue, New York, New York the rotten apple

We grapple in the streets to stack loot and slip the shackles

I'm currently, servin' twenty nine to life

Duckin' the searchlight, no sleep for like the third night

The big life is trife, got the young kids hyped

Cops shoot on sight, heat pipe be blowin' through the night

The land where you ain't fam, there's no pity

Similar to chocolate city, ten times gritty

Hittin' hard, liquor's god, niggaz plottin' on the come off

And come off, quicker than the clothes on the stripper

And slide like she doin' up and down the railing

Bitch tailing in the range with golden arms smooth sailin'

The clock's tickin', somebody's on the block snitchin'

The plot thickens, phones are tapped, cops listen

Too hot for prison, plus too cold to hold my girl

'Cause I married this life and she's my whole world

It's just a sign of the times

Calmly listen to these lines

I'm goin' out of my mind

Livin' the street life

Aiyyo, aiyyo make me wanna holla way they do my life

My life, is like a carousel one endless night

Where most die for pies, some holdin' their chrome

A large percent die for causes not even their own

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