Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Statik Selektah
Statik Selektah
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Hampson
John Hampson
Composer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh yeah (Statik Selektah)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
[Verse 2]
The streets show me love 'cause I come from the mud
Yeah, I come from the slums where them **** selling drugs
And them **** toting guns, yeah I done been through everything
You gotta cherish everything, the streets showed me everything
Yeah, they show me love 'cause I come from the mud
Yeah, I come from the slums where them **** selling drugs
And them **** toting guns, yeah I done been through everything
You gotta cherish everything, the streets showed me everything
Everything, everything
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I come from the hood
Everybody just a shooter and the sewer filled with blood
Got some **** screaming blood, some **** screaming cuz
He caught up in the game then gets sentenced by the judge
This is everyday, so we walk around with a grudge
But I'ma tell you this, I ain't never give a fuck
All we know is how to hustle, ducking under covers and
We know we ain't shit but our mamas still love us, yeah
I come from the mud, graduated from the gutter
So I celebrated 'cause I made it from the gutter
But the streets still buzzing, you can hate it or love it
I'ma rap it, I know what it is 'cause I'm from it, so
You ain't gotta wait till a **** dead and gone
Just to show the homie love, you can show me now
Follow me, I'ma show you how to hold it down
[Verse 4]
The streets show me love 'cause I come from the mud
Yeah, I come from the slums where them **** selling drugs
And them **** toting guns, yeah I done been through everything
You gotta cherish everything, the streets showed me everything
Yeah, they show me love 'cause I come from the mud
Yeah, I come from the slums where them **** selling drugs
And them **** toting guns, yeah I done been through everything
You gotta cherish everything, the streets showed me everything
Everything, everything
[Verse 5]
They got my back against the wall doing the 52 blocks
He figure to treat you like a bitch until you venture a few shots
Try to make a dollar, nah prolly stashed in my tubesock
Sovereign fist got me dealing with 2 locks
Try to be a family man, get married and jump the broom
But damn, they done hit the groom with like fifty shots
And it's ugly tryna get what we got, we talk to 'em
But they tryna do it big, why they listen to Pac
Prone to violence, dropped out of junior high to roam projects
Hustling for loud, Gucci belts and phone pockets
Mommy smoked out Daddy's gone, shit's real
Don't know the last time he had a home-cooked meal
Rocking bandanas, claiming colors, he a dread now
Claiming respect now, holding the set down
Now fame Statik Selektah now
[Verse 6]
The streets show me love 'cause I come from the mud
Yeah, I come from the slums where them **** selling drugs
And them **** toting guns, yeah I done been through everything
You gotta cherish everything, streets showed me everything
Yeah, they show me love 'cause I come from the mud
Yeah, I come from the slums where them **** selling drugs
And them **** toting guns, yeah I done been through everything
You gotta cherish everything, the streets showed me everything
Everything, everything
Written by: John Hampson
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