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We was raised on the wrong side
Yellow tape on the front lawn
Learned quick how to harden up
You step up or you get stepped on
Got my brother with a scar from a drive-by
Got my cousin doin' time for a dumb lie
But we circle like wolves when the sun dies
Every corner that we claim got a blood price
We own the streets
Every crack
Every cut
Every block
Every beat
From the tracks to the bus
We don't bend
We own the streets
Don't break
Stand tall
Bare teeth
You can come
You can test
But we'll air out your chest
We own the streets
We own the streets
Spray paint on the brick, that's a warning
Wrong color in the zone, peeps in mourning
Hear the shout, then the whole crew swarming
Mama pray but the night still storming
We don't talk to the pigs in the station
We just ride for our chooms we was raised with
Lost friends, carved their names in the pavement
Every loss got us hungry, more dangerous
Territory drawn in the dust
Lines changing every day
Our colors, only ones you can trust
Other colors in our yard, have to pay
Funerals and crime are the norm
Selling guns and making porn
Robbing civies for their loot
Heads stomped on the curb with our boot
We own the streets
Every crack
Every cut
Every block
Every beat
From the tracks to the bus
We don't bend
We own the streets
Don't break
Stand tall
Bare teeth
You can come
You can test
But we'll air out your chest
We own the streets
We own the streets
Territory drawn in the dust
Lines changing every day
Our colors, only ones you can trust
Other colors in our yard, have to pay
Funerals and crime are the norm
Selling guns and making porn
Robbing civies for their loot
Heads stomped on the curb with our boot
We own the streets
Every crack
Every cut
Every block
Every beat
From the tracks to the bus
We don't bend
We own the streets
Don't break
Stand tall
Bare teeth
You can come
You can test
But we'll air out your chest
We own the streets
We own the streets