Raised up with two kinds of people
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The good ones and the bad
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I was taught from early on
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The only choice I had
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Now I see, it's clear to me
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What was in the plan
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Had to walk the walk and talk the talk
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And try to be a man
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I swear the wind took me away
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But now I'm here again today, yeah
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I'm back on the mean streets (back on the mean streets)
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Oh, it's the only thing I know
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Never change me (never change me)
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It was born in my soul
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And it don't take much to make me mad
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Push me a little and I bring back
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I've a mean streak, ohh
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Yeah, I'm back on the mean streets
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Somebody stole my money, I heard a brother say
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Used to we'd fight it out, that was yesterday
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Just cause you're packin' son, don't make you a man
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If you shoot to kill, what's the thrill
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Why don't you understand
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Each time I walk outside my door
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We need a change and that's for sure
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Chorus
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Do you ever think about where you're goin'
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Have you ever thought about where you been
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Will you ever pass this way again
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There's a fear and you know it
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But inside, you can't show it
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No where for you to run and hide
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Chorus
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Yeah, I'm back on the mean streets baby
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I'm back on the mean streets
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I'm back on the mean streets
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Mean streets
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It don't take much to take me back
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Mean Streets
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| Lynyrd Skynyrd |
