In These Streets Esham

[Chorus]
They out here wildin' in these streets
They out here stylin' in these streets
They out here lootin' and shootin'
And black profilin' in these streets
They out here dealin' in these streets
They out here stealin' in these streets
They out here illin' and killin'
They hurt yo' feelings in these streets

[Verse 1]
Boy, I tell you these streets ain't no joke
You need to stay up out of 'em before you get smoked
You lookin' like food to a hungry nigga, broke
Every hood in America filled with cutthroats
Police scanners tune into the murder that I wrote
Gave 'em cement shoes and then I tossed 'em off a boat
Make sure all the bubbles disappeared, he didn't float
Left my calling card for the Coast Guard, a suicide note
Sometimes these lil' rappers need to shut they fuckin' mouths
Don't care if you from the East or West or North or South
Where I'm from they bring it to yo' doorstep at your house
What you talkin' 'bout, can't play no football in no blouse
I be runnin' plays like the Quarterback Sneak
I call you Seven Days 'cause your rap style weak
Freak, hit the Cuervo and she just got geeked
Did a dance on the police, then I left 'em in the street