The Streets

The streets will leave scars on you

The kinda scars you can't see tho

The mental ones that linger your mind right back there

With thoughts that tend to have your eyes in a glare

At times pain so deep you tend to cry out in your sleep

The streets Oh what damage they can do

When you use the streets to break all the rules

Money is good

The Hustle must be strong

Or you will find yourself locked up

No place to belong

Street life isn’t long

No one you can trust

You just pray to God


For never No Bust    
             

God holds you down and its years later

The street is your Earth

And you are the Taker

The street will leave scars on you

You remember that nigga they called Blue

When the rats come looking for something to chew through

Oh I can’t count the times I been betrayed

Staring down the barrel of a niggas wicked ways

One thing they didn’t know

What nobody could see

I got this Third Eye

I use it to see

None of you bitches could fuck with me

The third eye is blessing from Heaven above

It’s God light

To shine when it’s Darkest

So I can rise Above

The streets will leave scars on you

The kinda scars most motherfuckas can’t live through

You can’t see the scars

But they exist

Moving On Now

A.K.A

That Bad Ass Bitch

By,


Christina Pebbles Collier
5/13/2012