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[Intro: Cappadonna] It's always a struggle, yeah Don't care how you look at P.J.'s, you know how it get, dirty, dirty Straight up and down, whole Staten Island (uh-huh) Slums, still the same, dude... word [Cappadonna] From Park Hill to Jungle Nil', we fight like Navy SEAL Don't get killed, chicks can't run in them heals Niggas whippin' out guns, payin' them bills Life is a bitch, you best not snitch Muthafucka, this the real, always The dope fiends, the crack stashed in the hallways Style hold it down, tell Polite call Kane Don't never test this, we try'nna make all aids Just niggas down when we blaze, crime pays Survival in the P.J.'s, or graffiti experts, M.C.'s and the D.J.'s Better watch your back when flippin' them pies Real niggas be goin' down right in front of your eyes If you on the block gettin' it, or a straight nine to five Still real, Homicide Hill, police circlin' NARCs got pictures of your grill, street turbulance [Chorus: Cappadonna] Cuz everytime I close my eyes, I could feel the rain Letras de cancionesAnd everywhere I seem to go girl, can't stop the pain No... can't stop the pain, no.. [Cappadonna] Uh... this one's for mamma Niggas be gettin' slumped in my projects, it's real violent Crackheads be on the steps, young bloods'll pop somethin' Just to get that rep, everyday it's like this Don't even come outside, if you ain't try'nna get no rich Niggas murk each other for a small amount of chips Bloods fightin' other Bloods, there's no Crips where I live Somethin' gotta give, niggas bust one another Turn around and watch other kids, my hood's straight 7:30'in It get buckwild and the blocks is still dirty Cameras in the hall, bulletholes left in the wall Laundromats locked up, floods in the building The front drain is stopped up, I've been in the hood Ever since my pain popped up, but just in case One of ya'll niggas forgot, look at your head nigga What's that little red dot? Got ya! [Chorus x2] [Outro: Cappadonna] Give me the bread, heavy on the cheese Uh... straight like that Population Click! What's the deal FMF, PGL, Osama Island All my niggas in Crimestock, Sing-Sing, what's the deal? Far Rock' posse, Queens, Brooklyn, P-Lon That's my word... dance with this! Get your guns together... takin' pictures.. From Letras Mania