Raised in the Gutter

[AeroFX]

out here nothin shiny, not even whips,
only clips, nothings big, only guns,
no such things as projects,
most dudes chillin with green,
smokin, talking nonsense, they dont stack chips,
and as the saying goes, to cop a brick,
means when came through your window,
folks round here broke as fuck, and sick,
even my enemies worthy of respect,
felonies longer than the area code prefix,
tags under clothin, probation officer,
this is how they do it over here,
yeah.

i suffer from post traumatic stress disorder,
war syndrome, but the battle at home,
not elsewhere, we raised in the gutter,
we cant be scared, because if we was,
we'd be dead, brown bread,
barbequed from the shotty,
holes in you leave your shit bloody and snotty,
in the 50's it was all about the hat,
in the 60's love was phat,
in the 70's hate came back,
so by the 80's face paint with a gat,
i grew up from then, thank god for that,