Brownside - Life on the Streets Lyrics It's an everyday thing on the east of town Times ain't good, but they won't hold me down I'm out to get mine and won't get left back I can't get me a job, but I can get a dope sack In my hood everyday, gettin off my slangs I'm not really trippin off money, cuz I'd rather gang bang And kick back with my homeboys who are down for me From the evil side representing one-three And the ways in my neighborhood ain't nothin nice You gotta be down or else your payin the price Cuz for me to do good others must do bad What makes me happy might make you sad I need to straight come up so I can earn my way out Broke motherf**kers don't carry no clout The hood that I'm from is where I proved my name And the streets where I live is where I got my fame (Chorus) Don't push me cuz I'm losing my head The way I live I might end up dead I can't ever forget the crazy things that I've done A young gang-banger livin life by a gun Doin down ass things to make you learn quick The kind of crazy things that make people sick Some might not agree, but I have to survive And by me doing wrong is gonna keep me alive So I try everyday to learn the tricks of the trade Savin up my money cuz I don't get paid I know I do bad but I do it real good Cuz that's the way I learned in my crazy ass hood Growin up in the streets of SB and LA Where a youngster couldn't even hang around and play Drive bys, drug deals, bases everywhere Crack babies being born and their moms don't even care Don't think for a minute that this shit ain't real Cuz life on the streets might get you killed (Chorus x2) Times are bad and everything is hard Got no money, don't own no car With some old ass clothes, no food to eat And some burnt out Nikes coverin up my feet You get your first impression by the way I look He's a gangster, a killer, and a no good crook Just cuz I'm broke don't mean I'm a punk Lemme explain myself in five minutes of funk Everything I've done that has been wrong I just kick back and write it here in my song Cuz life on the streets is rough as f**k Vatos tryin to hit licks so they can come up real tough Rapping is my hustle, alls I need is a beat So I can tell my little story about life on the street And I'ma do what it takes, so I can survive This is mad ass Danger from the Brownside (Chorus x2)