Psycho Realm - Street Platoons lyrics
[Psycho Realm - Street Platoons lyrics]
This goes out to the streets and soldiers!
This goes out to you!
All the fallen muthafuckas out there!
Time is short and my life is sick
That's how it is when I look at this shit
You get abused by street platoons
Hit you like wind and whatcha gonna do?
We break circles of enemies
Blocks get shot with defeat
They say no driveby's on the streets
So muthafuckas run rival sweeps
Sick platoons flood the streets of
Los like a sick typhoon
Muthafuckas drive by, world wide
And everybody you and I know dies
The only guarantee in life is death
Your last breath
Come when your famo least expect it
Soldier, run wild in your song
Red dawn strikes your back in dead 'nam
Your mind's flippin' but the
Scene's dead calm
And your whole world's thrown
And wrapped in cyclone
Alright, ride through the city like that
Pants, T-shirts are creased and stole gats
LA undercover, shoot to kill
Child of the streets run wild in war fields
Schemin' on pigs that start shit
Guilty, treat us all dirty, filthy
The streets are flooded with
Budded corrupted minds runnin'
Those who can't cut it
Leave the hoodlum studded ghetto
Wonderin' what is
The excuse or reason for high treason
In blasting season
Leavin' one of your color bleedin'
Repeatin', never stoppin', body droppin'
'Hood rockin', window glockin', zone shockin'
Defending pavement attacking
Facing arraignment
Jail's enslavement shackled for justice
To the plaintiff when the charges stick
That's it you get hit with some bid
For what you did prevent and
Rid some kid of his
Chance to live cuz of the block he lives in
Not giving a fuck
Just trying to win your block ribbon
Glock driven joinin' street platoons
Like it's some fashion
Going out of style so you
Catch it for some action
It's no joke homeboys get smoked, poked
Cause they provoke
Loc'ed on dope, no hope for growth
That's why we're broke short pocket
Street criminals fail to lock it
But crime sky rockets
So where the fuck is the profit?
Maybe in hands of those who
Supply drugs and weapons
Let's take that shit back
By forming neighborhood connections
This goes out to you!
All the fallen muthafuckas out there!
Time is short and my life is sick
That's how it is when I look at this shit
You get abused by street platoons
Hit you like wind and whatcha gonna do?
We break circles of enemies
Blocks get shot with defeat
They say no driveby's on the streets
So muthafuckas run rival sweeps
Sick platoons flood the streets of
Los like a sick typhoon
Muthafuckas drive by, world wide
And everybody you and I know dies
The only guarantee in life is death
Your last breath
Come when your famo least expect it
Soldier, run wild in your song
Red dawn strikes your back in dead 'nam
Your mind's flippin' but the
Scene's dead calm
And your whole world's thrown
And wrapped in cyclone
Alright, ride through the city like that
Pants, T-shirts are creased and stole gats
LA undercover, shoot to kill
Child of the streets run wild in war fields
Schemin' on pigs that start shit
Guilty, treat us all dirty, filthy
The streets are flooded with
Budded corrupted minds runnin'
Those who can't cut it
Leave the hoodlum studded ghetto
Wonderin' what is
The excuse or reason for high treason
In blasting season
Leavin' one of your color bleedin'
Repeatin', never stoppin', body droppin'
'Hood rockin', window glockin', zone shockin'
Defending pavement attacking
Facing arraignment
Jail's enslavement shackled for justice
To the plaintiff when the charges stick
That's it you get hit with some bid
For what you did prevent and
Rid some kid of his
Chance to live cuz of the block he lives in
Not giving a fuck
Just trying to win your block ribbon
Glock driven joinin' street platoons
Like it's some fashion
Going out of style so you
Catch it for some action
It's no joke homeboys get smoked, poked
Cause they provoke
Loc'ed on dope, no hope for growth
That's why we're broke short pocket
Street criminals fail to lock it
But crime sky rockets
So where the fuck is the profit?
Maybe in hands of those who
Supply drugs and weapons
Let's take that shit back
By forming neighborhood connections