(gun shot) (Chorus) I saw ppl dancing in the streets Streets of a lonely city Listen to the beats The people strike their feet on the lonley concrete streets of.. streets of a lonely city (Warren G) Some niggaz quick to get it confused This is where its cracking at (wassup ?) Big city of music We're only half of that What happens after midnight Goes up spoke of Cos broke niggaz where im at they dont show no love I done witness the concrete jungle in Watch the niggaz turn soft and leave humble-in Since i been young i hung out, hard knock Played my hand when they delt my cards Now check it out whats real is whats happening Now this is where i deal with and where i live at Not to many of us make (make it) it to see the day we able to make a statment (statment) The ways of the world has gone crazy Two things never change, thats the music and what the rules of the game is Now everybody knows ur name It aint no other place to turn But i better get a hold on this street shit i learnt it (learnt it) I saw ppl dancing in the streets Streets of a lonely city Listen to the beats The people strike their feet on the lonley concrete streets streets of a lonely city (Warren G) Take it back when i never had much A little bad nigga scrappin over mad stuff (gimme that fool) But i was born with a hunch for this shit My nigga dead beats, still i hustle a bit Help my mother make ends meet Its hard is god watchin? Non stop while the cops roll by on my block I see paper dancing in the street So whats the chance i can make the money work for me? But it hurts to see yo niggaz do