living the life on the streets, out there be cold/
everywhere there is story to be told//
with crimes amount to harhness of reality/
tormently, malfunctioned peeps, be staggarin' along all skee'd//
it's a whole different world in these places like these/
absorbed in grime, in between the pipe lines, and Ciggys//
the cities are dangerous to newbies/
the "streets are cold" to homies//
it's sad the people get lethal towards the innocence/
surviving the struggles, and life goes on in time to repent//

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