Growing up as an inner city brother
Where every other had a pops and a mother
I was the product of a heated lover
Nobody knew how deep it screwed me
And since my pops never knew me
My family didn't know what ta do with me
Was I somebody they despise
Curious look in they eyes
As if they wonder if I'm dead or alive
Poor momma can't control me
Quit tryin' ta save my soul, I wanna roll with my homies
A ticken time bomb
Can't nobody fade me
Packin' a 380
And fiendin' for my Mercedes
Suckers scatter
But it don't matter I'm a cool shot
Punks drop from all the buck shots the fools got
I'm tired of being a nice guy
I've been poor all my life, but don't know quite why
So they label me a lunatic
Could care less
Death or success
Is what I quest
Cause I'm fearless
Now the streetz R Deathrow

[Chorus:]
(cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
The streetz R Deathrow
(cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
The streetz R Deathrow

I just murdered a man, I'm even more stressed
Wearin' a vest
Hopein' that their aimin' at my chest
Much too young to bite the bullet
Hand on the trigga
I see my life before my eyes each time I pull it
I hope I live to be a man
Must be part of some big plan to keep a brother in the state penn
Counting penny's over the years
I'd done stacked many
Proven wrong those
Who swore I'd wouldn't live till twenty
Now they gotta cope
Since it's the only thing I know
It's difficult to let it go
I'm startin' to loose my hair cause I worry
Hustlin' to keep from gettin' buried
But now I gotta move away now
Cause these suckers wanna spray where I lay down
My homie lost his family and snapped
Shot up half the block to bring them back
Tha streetz R Deathrow

[Chorus]

(Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
The streetz R Deathrow
(Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
(like it ain't nothin')

I'm dangerous
When drunk I only drink beer
Gin makes me sin
Unable to think clear
Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Got me shooting at a ghost
Some call me crazy
But this is what you gave me
Amongst the babies, who raised up from the slavery
I sport a vest and hit the sess to kill the stress
Moved out west and I invest in all the best
Those who test will find a bullet in they chest
Put ta rest
By a brotha who was hopeless
Grow up broke on the rope of insanity
How many pistols smoking coming from a broken family
I'm sick of being tired
Sick of the sirens, body bags, and the gun firing
Tell bush to push the button cause I'm fed
Tired of hearin' these voices in my head
The streetz R Deathrow

[Chorus: x2]

(cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
This goes out to my partners in the Live Squad (like it
Ain't nothin')
And all my partners involved in that 187
Watch your back

(cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
There got to be a better way...
(cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
There's too many of us in the cemetary
(cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
Come on, what we gonna do now
(cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
The streetz R Deathrow

Writer : WHITE, BARRY / HUDMAN, SMEAD / SHAKUR, TUPAC / WALKER, RANDY
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.