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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,012
Peak in subgenre #527
Author
Epic
Uploaded
May 29, 2003
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.1 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
I heard this beat, and the story played out in my head.
Lyrics
Lemme tell ya bout Corey, innocent kid, fourteen years old
Seen more shit than a prehistoric soul
It’s takin it’s toll, just wanna be a kid and stay subtle
Askin god why his life’s gotta be cursed with death and struggle
Accepted the fact that gunshots’d be his only lullabies
But somehow his ears could never get used to all the cries
Funerals every week, shit’s becoming a routine
Stuck in the middle praying he don’t popped in daily shootings
Tries his best, studies hard to try and escape the grasp
Of the beast that’s consuming his friends who blindly went the path
Managed to stay away from gangs, never touched a gun in his life
Said fuck drugs, saw how his parents had paid the price
Mindframe was right, most powerful tool was his brain
But with the streets watching how long could he sustain
Top student in his class and a star athlete
He was gonna make it his way, if not for the beast
The streets: could turn a legal life crooked
The streets: have you caught in central bookings
The streets: the cause of many shattered dreams
The streets: making ashes disappear in the breeze
The streets: could turn a legal life crooked
The streets: have you caught in central bookings
The streets: the cause of many shattered dreams
The streets: how many lives have been lost to this beast
Corey seemed to be on his way to big things
Full scholarships being offered, couldn’t believe he’s gon make it clean
Picked a college, packed his bags and off he went
Nothing could prevent the rewards from his glorious ascent
At least that’s what Corey thought, but there was a big surprise in store
Assumed hard work payed off, shit’s different when ya backrounds poor
Getting dirty looks from other students, man he shoulda knew it
But he blocked it all out and let his actions try to prove it
Busted his ass in class to show em what he’s made of
Cut off social activities so he could keep his grades up
But he got played up, even professors looked down upon him
Timbs, baggy jeans and a chain, everyone clowned upon him
Teachers never read his papers, gave him an F an passed it on
Yea shit was fucked up, but how would it make Corey respond?
Thought about all the work he put in to make it where he was
Put his face in his hands, heard the beast callin for blood
The streets: could turn a legal life crooked
The streets: have you caught in central bookings
The streets: the cause of many shattered dreams
The streets: making ashes disappear in the breeze
The streets: could turn a legal life crooked
The streets: have you caught in central bookings
The streets: the cause of many shattered dreams
The streets: how many lives have been lost to this beast
Corey came home, spirit broken from attacks and provoking
All the while the beast is scopin ready to pounce if he gets a moment
Been a minute since his last victim so the hunger’s building
But for a chance like this it’ll wait, it’s better than easy children
Approachin the steps, shit’s stirring Corey’s memories
The deadly things that caused all the tears and the buryings
Takes a minute to gather his wits before he opens the door
And what’s in store Corey coulda never even dreamed before
Walks in, blood trail on the floor, shook by the gore
Something click, fists clench, fuck this I’m ready for war
Heart takes control of his mind, he heads for the desk
Knows his brother keeps an extra tek in case shit gets messed
Climbs the stairs finger on the trigger lookin to spray
Sees his mother’s body on the floor his eyes turn away
Filled with rage, wantin revenge, no longer a man of peace
In the backround creep the victorious eyes of the beast
