Upchurch, Struggle Jennings - West Side lyrics
[Upchurch, Struggle Jennings - West Side lyrics]
From the west side
Where the cowboys roam the night
The Monte Carlos rumble by
Under these faded old street lights
Oh oh, on the west side
Where rules don't apply
For a man on a mission
(West Side) either you live or
You die (Ha ha) this is my struggle
(You got a choice) this is my story
This is my life
Whoa (Struggle) welcome to my west side
I was born in a flood
So I can breathe underwater
My father was a martyr
On the cross for sons and daughters
Hate and karma's got a price
And I collected that payment
Smoke clears, burnt rubber
Empty shells on the pavement
Smoke lingers, ears ringin'
Blood drippin' from a trigger finger
Feelin' like I'll never get right with God
If not I'll gain his trust
And gun down the Devil
Boondock Saint, two Glocks in war paint
Soul not for sale and my heart’s never fake
They kept sayin' that I couldn't but
I never claimed I can't
See the grind's always worth it when
You're searchin' for a purpose
I came up out the furnace
Belt ’n’ boots made of serpents
From the west side
Where the cowboys roam the night
The Monte Carlos rumble by
Under these faded old street lights
Oh oh, on the west side
Where rules don't apply
For a man on a mission
Either you live or you die
This is my struggle, this is my story
This is my life
Whoa, welcome to my west side
I was twelve years old, walkin' to H&H market
For some Big League gum and
A NASCAR of Dale Earnhardt
Skateboarded at St lukes
Ran from neighbors' pit bulls
Yeah, them things had no chains
Like a broken-ass Mongoose
Play t ball at Charlotte Park
With 210 Hillwood class
And I hung out with some
Crazies down on California Ave
I met 'em through my cousin Timmy the
Summer that I stayed out west
Ridin' around in that single cab bumpin'
The Definition of Real album
Who hotter than me? yeah
That shit puts me into that vibe
Makes me wanna pull out that 90's model
Roast some tread off of them tires
And every time I pass Metro
I think about that time
We swapped seats on I40 doin'
A hundred and five
From the west side
Where the cowboys roam the night
The Monte Carlos rumble by
Under these faded old street lights
Oh oh, on the west side
Where rules don't apply
For a man on a mission
Either you live or you die
This is my struggle, this is my story
This is my life
Whoa, welcome to my west side
Woah oh, welcome to my west side
Where the cowboys roam the night
The Monte Carlos rumble by
Under these faded old street lights
Oh oh, on the west side
Where rules don't apply
For a man on a mission
(West Side) either you live or
You die (Ha ha) this is my struggle
(You got a choice) this is my story
This is my life
Whoa (Struggle) welcome to my west side
I was born in a flood
So I can breathe underwater
My father was a martyr
On the cross for sons and daughters
Hate and karma's got a price
And I collected that payment
Smoke clears, burnt rubber
Empty shells on the pavement
Smoke lingers, ears ringin'
Blood drippin' from a trigger finger
Feelin' like I'll never get right with God
If not I'll gain his trust
And gun down the Devil
Boondock Saint, two Glocks in war paint
Soul not for sale and my heart’s never fake
They kept sayin' that I couldn't but
I never claimed I can't
See the grind's always worth it when
You're searchin' for a purpose
I came up out the furnace
Belt ’n’ boots made of serpents
From the west side
Where the cowboys roam the night
The Monte Carlos rumble by
Under these faded old street lights
Oh oh, on the west side
Where rules don't apply
For a man on a mission
Either you live or you die
This is my struggle, this is my story
This is my life
Whoa, welcome to my west side
I was twelve years old, walkin' to H&H market
For some Big League gum and
A NASCAR of Dale Earnhardt
Skateboarded at St lukes
Ran from neighbors' pit bulls
Yeah, them things had no chains
Like a broken-ass Mongoose
Play t ball at Charlotte Park
With 210 Hillwood class
And I hung out with some
Crazies down on California Ave
I met 'em through my cousin Timmy the
Summer that I stayed out west
Ridin' around in that single cab bumpin'
The Definition of Real album
Who hotter than me? yeah
That shit puts me into that vibe
Makes me wanna pull out that 90's model
Roast some tread off of them tires
And every time I pass Metro
I think about that time
We swapped seats on I40 doin'
A hundred and five
From the west side
Where the cowboys roam the night
The Monte Carlos rumble by
Under these faded old street lights
Oh oh, on the west side
Where rules don't apply
For a man on a mission
Either you live or you die
This is my struggle, this is my story
This is my life
Whoa, welcome to my west side
Woah oh, welcome to my west side