Mobb Deep, Dion Primo - Street Lights lyrics
[Mobb Deep, Dion Primo - Street Lights lyrics]
A lot of money got made, drugs got sold
Lives got took on these corners so cold, oh
Imagine if these street lights
Could talk and tell the story
Of the street life
Every ghetto in America is all the same
Chasing after money got us all insane, oh
Imagine if these street lights
Could talk and tell the story
Of the street life
Ah, I look back and reflect
Doing a hundred pass
Thinking about it got me heavy on the gas
Vivid is the picture coded in my DNA
Mammy bless her heart
As we walked out the door
She would pray for us
Knew that Jake was on us
Deck stacked against us
Same shit different toilet, uh
Another life flushed down the commode
Left the house without saying goodbye
And didn't come home it's all too common
And prolly me if it wasn't for rhyming
I put that on my brother who
Was wildin with the iron
The hood is full of life
But inside niggas dying
Instead of prosperity
Only jealousy's thriving
Street lights made as makeshift memorials
Know how the story goes
I ain't trying to bore you though
I'm just trying to shed a little light
Job done, even if I save only one life
Listen
A lot of money got made, drugs got sold
Lives got took on these corners so cold, oh
Imagine if these street lights
Could talk and tell the story
Of the street life
Every ghetto in America is all the same
Chasing after money got us all insane, oh
Imagine if these street lights
Could talk and tell the story
Of the street life
Missing dark tunnel vision, the
Light at the end, damn is anybody listening
I'm talking to myself again
We so close but yet it seems so far
It's like 10 steps back and
Just one step forward
Just one more push and sixteen more bars
Closer to the dreams we have
The life we want
If these blood sweat and tears could talk
They'd be arguing
With the look in our eyes saying all, listen
That bone in your head
Get shattered like a windshield
Now how that shit feel?
Yeah you got a lot of nerve, you deserve
Every drop of that pain
When you playing with the Mobb
Can't you see we concentrating
On this baking lot of lives got taken
Lot of time spent in the cages
So we spend our days just
Doing whatever must be done to become
The ones that steady burn
Like the sun because
A lot of money got made, drugs got sold
Lives got took on these corners so cold, oh
Imagine if these street lights
Could talk and tell the story
Of the street life
Every ghetto in America is all the same
Chasing after money got us all insane, oh
Imagine if these street lights
Could talk and tell the story
Of the street life
I can tell you about some shit
You don't really wanna hear
So many disappear out here
One time I saw a man with a gun
Chasing another nigga trying to run
And even know they grew up on the same block
He ain't hesitate to gun him
Down in the same spot
The nigga that you knew from elementary
Will make your ass an unsolved mystery
A lot of money got made, drugs got sold
Lives got took on these corners so cold, oh
Imagine if these street lights
Could talk and tell the story
Of the street life
Every ghetto in America is all the same
Chasing after money got us all insane, oh
Imagine if these street lights
Could talk and tell the story
Of the street life
Lives got took on these corners so cold, oh
Imagine if these street lights
Could talk and tell the story
Of the street life
Every ghetto in America is all the same
Chasing after money got us all insane, oh
Imagine if these street lights
Could talk and tell the story
Of the street life
Ah, I look back and reflect
Doing a hundred pass
Thinking about it got me heavy on the gas
Vivid is the picture coded in my DNA
Mammy bless her heart
As we walked out the door
She would pray for us
Knew that Jake was on us
Deck stacked against us
Same shit different toilet, uh
Another life flushed down the commode
Left the house without saying goodbye
And didn't come home it's all too common
And prolly me if it wasn't for rhyming
I put that on my brother who
Was wildin with the iron
The hood is full of life
But inside niggas dying
Instead of prosperity
Only jealousy's thriving
Street lights made as makeshift memorials
Know how the story goes
I ain't trying to bore you though
I'm just trying to shed a little light
Job done, even if I save only one life
Listen
A lot of money got made, drugs got sold
Lives got took on these corners so cold, oh
Imagine if these street lights
Could talk and tell the story
Of the street life
Every ghetto in America is all the same
Chasing after money got us all insane, oh
Imagine if these street lights
Could talk and tell the story
Of the street life
Missing dark tunnel vision, the
Light at the end, damn is anybody listening
I'm talking to myself again
We so close but yet it seems so far
It's like 10 steps back and
Just one step forward
Just one more push and sixteen more bars
Closer to the dreams we have
The life we want
If these blood sweat and tears could talk
They'd be arguing
With the look in our eyes saying all, listen
That bone in your head
Get shattered like a windshield
Now how that shit feel?
Yeah you got a lot of nerve, you deserve
Every drop of that pain
When you playing with the Mobb
Can't you see we concentrating
On this baking lot of lives got taken
Lot of time spent in the cages
So we spend our days just
Doing whatever must be done to become
The ones that steady burn
Like the sun because
A lot of money got made, drugs got sold
Lives got took on these corners so cold, oh
Imagine if these street lights
Could talk and tell the story
Of the street life
Every ghetto in America is all the same
Chasing after money got us all insane, oh
Imagine if these street lights
Could talk and tell the story
Of the street life
I can tell you about some shit
You don't really wanna hear
So many disappear out here
One time I saw a man with a gun
Chasing another nigga trying to run
And even know they grew up on the same block
He ain't hesitate to gun him
Down in the same spot
The nigga that you knew from elementary
Will make your ass an unsolved mystery
A lot of money got made, drugs got sold
Lives got took on these corners so cold, oh
Imagine if these street lights
Could talk and tell the story
Of the street life
Every ghetto in America is all the same
Chasing after money got us all insane, oh
Imagine if these street lights
Could talk and tell the story
Of the street life