This is a song about "Run tha streets"

Deprived from tha streets i emphasized it hard on each beat

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

Trap our young black seeds

You're walking these streets,

And bad bitches give me head and tell

I got tha word as hell

Huh, i can't interpret her

Cause i'm tha leader and the speaker.

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Wrecking ball is gonna be tha nations anthem

Streets became home to me/ like a mother to be/ the streets

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