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Feel the heat from the street. Yeah, it's rising up i'm just a bum with a gun, i'm out to get some back against the wall, trapped, there's no way out gotta make a move it's you i'm taking out pressure on my head yeah, it's closing in trapped in the jaws of life, i think i'll never win loot getting low, i can't feed my family i can't believe that this is my destiny life or death, there's not much for me to choose drugs, money, sex (dms) my crew, you know we'll never lose remember one thing son i'm always out for mine anyday, anywhere, any fucken time drink a beer, smoke a blunt, hit another line anyday, anywhere, any fucken time do what i gotta do x3 From Letras Mania