Criminal minded/ never reabilitated/ time you wanna save it/ but you can't replay it cuz it's gone now/ heard the sound cell block three close the doors locks slaming/ mental re-programing/ used to be at the corner store wit his folks late at night cussing gossiping and rambling/ bout the day to day events/ reaching for the 40oz for substanace/ when he should be reaching for the bible or the holy koran for so kind of conscience/ we lost broken souls/ it was the streets that mold streets that's cold streets where niggaz and my niggaz was miss led and told/ bake the cake/ get more money than they do wit the publishing house sweepstakes/ aviod the snakes/ (what if i get smoked) only got knows ya fate/ who i am so many youth miss led across the world/ dimonds and jewls make us skip lifes rules and try to get things faster/ but on the streets you'll lose a shoe trying to get away from that blaster/ now ya in the morgue skin texture like plaster/ pupils dialated/ dial ya moms house so she can decide if she just want you buryed or cremated/ aint no rules in this game/ aint no honor among thieves/niggaz give ya moms enough money/ she'll be ya worst enemy/ brothers sisters even ken will be/ waiting in the trees/ for the kennedy's/ so i trust nobody but the one up in the sky/ cuz he's the only one that won't let you down/ king of kings on his crown/ this not a sermon or some malcom x speech/ OR MLK preach it's just to teach/ what you do on these blocks/ ya life is never guarenteed/