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Street Law 1 by David

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Street Law 1

Hip Hop

0:002:59
Lyrics
Description
Yeah…
O’Block type vibe…
Let me tell you how it go…
(You know how I rock…)
[Verse 1 – storytelling flow, vivid]
Posted on the corner, hoodie low, eyes wide,
Seen too much at 12, had the streets as my guide.
Momma prayin’ hard, but the pain run deep,
Every night was a war, I couldn’t get sleep.
OGs told me "stay sharp, don’t trust 'em",
Young with a stick, no fear, I bust 'em.
Tears in my eyes when I buried my bro,
Now it’s glocks in the whip everywhere that I go.
I was raised where you fight or you fall,
Either hoop or you slide, ain’t no middle at all.
Got my first case, judge looked at me cold,
Didn’t fold, came home, heart heavy but bold.
[Hook – catchy, real emotion]
This that pain in my chest, I don’t vent, I just ride
Grew up in the jungle, had to hustle to survive
They ain’t give me nothin’, had to take what’s mine
Now I’m on a mission, every second, it’s time.
This that street law, heartless when I slide,
You don’t know the struggle if you ain’t almost died.
From the mud to the top, I stay on my grind,
Long live the lost, still ride for my kind.
[Verse 2 – aggressive, confident]
Big stepper like Von, I ain’t playin' no games,
They be talkin’ on the net, but in person, they lame.
I was down bad, now I’m switchin' them lanes,
Neck cold, wrist froze—had to suffer for chains.
Seen the snakes in my squad, had to cut ties,
Had brothers switch sides, now I look wise.
Ain’t no love in the field, it’s kill or be gone,
But I still got a dream, tryna right what’s wrong.
Hit the booth like a trap, I unload pain,
My story ain’t pretty, but I walked through flames.
I don’t rap for the fame, this a message, not a show,
For the ones in the trenches still prayin’ to grow.
[Hook – repeat with emotion and energy]
This that pain in my chest, I don’t vent, I just ride
Grew up in the jungle, had to hustle to survive
They ain’t give me nothin’, had to take what’s mine
Now I’m on a mission, every second, it’s time.
This that street law, heartless when I slide,
You don’t know the struggle if you ain’t almost died.
From the mud to the top, I stay on my grind,
Long live the lost, still ride for my kind.
[Outro – quiet, real tone]
Long live the real ones…
R.I.P. to the fallen soldiers…
King Von type vibes…
Real life, no cap.
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