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A lot of money got made, drugs got sold
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Lives got took on these corners so cold, oh
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Imagine if the street lights, could talk and tell the story of the street life
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Every ghetto in America is all the same
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Chasing after money got us all insane, oh
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Imagine if the street lights, could talk and tell the story of the street life
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Ah, I look back and reflect doing a hundred pass
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Thinking about it got me have me on the gas
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Vivid is the picture coded in my dna
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Mammy bless her heart, as we walked out the door she would pray for us
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Knew that Jake was on us, dex... against us
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Same shit to foretold it,
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Another life flushed down the canal
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Left the house without saying goodbye and didn't come home
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It's all too common, and prolly me if it wasn't for Rami
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I put that on my brother who was... with the iron
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The hood is full of life but inside niggers dying
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Instead of prosperity, only jealousy's thriving
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Street lights... makeshift memorials
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Know how the story goes, I ain't trying to bore you though
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I'm just trying to she'd a little light
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Job done, even if I save only one life, listen
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[Chorus]
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A lot of money got made, drugs got sold
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Lives got took on these corners so cold, oh
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Imagine if the street lights, could talk and tell the story of the street life
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Every ghetto in America is all the same
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Chasing after money got us all insane, oh
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Imagine if the street lights, could talk and tell the story of the street life
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Missing dark tunnel vision, the light at the end damages anybody listening
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I'm talking to myself again, we so close but yet it seems so far
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It's like 10 steps back and just one step forward
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Just one more push and 60 more bars,
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Comes to the dreams we have, the life we want
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If these blood sweat and tears could talk, they'd be arguing,
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With the look in our eyes saying all...
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That bone in your head, get shattered like windshield
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Now how that shit field?
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Yeah you got a lot of nerve, you deserve
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Every drop of that pain, when you playing with the mob
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Can't you see we concentrating on this baking
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Lot of lives got taken, lot of time spent in the cages
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So we spend our days doing whatever must be done to become
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The ones that steady burn like the sun because
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[Chorus]
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A lot of money got made, drugs got sold
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Lives got took on these corners so cold, oh
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Imagine if the street lights, could talk and tell the story of the street life
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Every ghetto in America is all the same
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Chasing after money got us all insane, oh
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Imagine if the street lights, could talk and tell the story of the street life
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I can tell you about some shit you don't really wanna hear
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Some many disappear out here
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One time I saw a man with a gun
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Chasing another nigger trying to run
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And even know they grew up on the same block
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He ain't hesitate to gun him down in the same spot
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The nigger that you knew from elementary
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Will make your ass unsolved mystery
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[Chorus]
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A lot of money got made, drugs got sold
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Lives got took on these corners so cold, oh
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Imagine if the street lights, could talk and tell the story of the street life
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Every ghetto in America is all the same
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Chasing after money got us all insane, oh
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Imagine if the street lights, could talk and tell the story of the street life
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Street Lights
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Mobb Deep |