Code Of The Streets Lyrics by Gang Starr

Code Of The Streets Lyrics

    Take this for example young brothers want rep
    Cause in the life they're living, you can't half step
    It starts with the young ones doing crime for fun
    And if you ain't down, you'll get played out son
    So let's get a car, you know, a fly whip
    Get a dent, pull a screwdriver, and be off quick
    With a dope ride, yeah, and a rowdy crew
    We can bag us a benz and an audi, too
    Even a jeep or a van, goddamn, we're getting ours, yo
    Take a trip up the strip, and be like stars so
    It doesn't matter if the cops be scoping
    They can't do jack, that's why a young brother's open
    To do anything, anywhere, anyplace
    Buckwild in another court case
    It's the code of the streets

    They might say we're a menace to society
    But at the same time i say "why is it me?"
    Am i the target, for destruction?
    What about the system, and total corruption?
    I can't work at no fast-food joint
    I got some talent, so don't you get my point?
    I'll organize some brothers and get some crazy loot
    Selling d-r-u-g-s and clocking dollars, troop
    Cause the phat dough, yo, that suits me fine
    I gotta have it so i can leave behind
    The mad poverty, never having always needing
    If a sucker steps up, then i leave him bleeding
    I gotta get mine, i can't take no shorts
    And while i'm selling, here's a flash report
    Organized crime, they get theirs on the down low
    Here's the ticket, wanna bet on a horse show?
    You gotta be a pro, do what you know
    When you're dealing with the code of the streets

    Nine times out of ten i win, with the skills i be weilding
    Got the tec one dealing, let me express my feelings
    Guru has never been one to play a big shot
    It's just the styles i got that keep my mic hot
    Anf fuck turning my back to the street scene
    It gives me energy, so imma keep fiends
    Coming, just to get what i'm selling
    Maybe criminal or felon dropping gems on your melon
    So keep abreast to the gangstarr conquest
    Underground ruffnecks, pounds of respect
    I've never been afraid to let loose my speech
    My brothers know i kick the code of the streets

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