Snowgoons - Capital City Streetz lyrics

Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: I am
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman
Your senior drill instructor
From now on you will speak
Only when spoken to
And the first and last words
Out of your filthy sewers will be "Sir" do
You maggots understand that?
Recruit's: Sir, yes Sir
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Bullshit
I can't hear you sound off
Like you got a pair!
Recruit's: SIR, YES SIR!

They forced my hand against the
Grain on rough land
Atoms fall when it rains
Memories of lost fam
Some fell to the gun, some stuck in the can
Some were forced to run, I chose to stand
A warrior, survival enhanced


Premеditated murder
Now your blood's on my hands
I'm just a product of the circumstancе
At a young age, learned crime pays
Forced to be a man
But I wouldn't change it for nothing
It made me who I am
A born leader, a poet, a teacher
I die for the fam, do all that I can
Feeling like the world is damned
Etched in history, the evil in man
Got me stressed
Cigarettes burn a hole in my chest
In a conflict soul possessed
Day by day we starving at his door to collect
Money, power, respect, I sit and reflect

In the streets we grimy and gritty
Die for a penny
In the streets we Capital City
Killing 'em quickly
In the streets we ride for the milli
Locked in a penny
Where my streets be, Capital City
March if you with me
In the streets we grimy and gritty
Die for a penny
In the streets we Capital City
Killing 'em quickly
In the streets we ride for the milli
Locked in a penny
Where my streets be, Capital City
March if you with me

They say life is what you make it to be
Pops dropped his seed in the concrete so
I was raised in the street
But faithfully I'm the cat y'all
Hate me to be
A great emcee, spectacular, amazing the peeps
Done block shows that y'all
Can't capably see fuck your face up
Get Picasso to paint it for me
March if you know the movement
Start the revolution keep it hard
(Why?) 'Cause you see more
Timbs than Home Improvement
Park it like he hot but I
Know he can't handle it
Seen more shit than waste management
My manuscript hollow tips
Hoes got more than pride they swallowin'
From the South
You look like a deer caught in the halogens
From the land where stickup kids
Hide in the bushes sound like crooked
Get your fate damn took and
Look in the bookend
This the sickest shit you
Ever done thought of
Taking your whole label down
With sixteen bars, what?

In the streets we grimy and gritty
Die for a penny
In the streets we Capital City
Killing 'em quickly
In the streets we ride for the milli
Locked in a penny
Where my streets be, Capital City
March if you with me
In the streets we grimy and gritty
Die for a penny
In the streets we Capital City
Killing 'em quickly
In the streets we ride for the milli
Locked in a penny
Where my streets be, Capital City
March if you with me

In the streets we grimy and gritty
Die for a penny
In the streets we Capital City
Killing 'em quickly
In the streets we ride for the milli
Locked in a penny
Where my streets be, Capital City
March if you with me
In the streets we grimy and gritty
Die for a penny
In the streets we Capital City
Killing 'em quickly
In the streets we ride for the milli
Locked in a penny
Where my streets be, Capital City
March if you with me

Because I am hard, you will not like
Me but the more you hate me
The more you will learn i
Am hard but I am fair there is no racial
Bigotry here i do not look down on kikes
Wops or greasers here you are
All equally worthless and
My orders are to weed out all non hackers
Who do not pack the gear to serve in
My beloved Corps do you
Maggots understand that?
Recruit's: Sir, yes, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Bullshit! I
Can't hear you! Recruit's: Sir, yes, sir!