These Streets

Praying that you don't run out of luck You're running but the pavements gotcha stuck You've been around the block I know You've got the cuts to show it Smoking like a bullet from a gun The city got you crushed under its thumb You staring at the clock I see Your time is up, you know it So write your name in the dust I hope they remember you, 'cause These streets, they're mean You gotta fight if you want to eat It's blood and bone The blacktop's got a heart of stone They're mean, these streets They're gonna try to take you Never let 'em break you These streets These streets You been throwing punches at the wall Nothing really makes much sense at all Walking like a lonely ghost Your number's up, you feel it Looking for a streetlight in the dark Tryin' to find a rock to make a spark Maybe it's the life you chose You don' let 'em steal it So write your name in the dust I hope they remember you, 'cause These streets, they're mean You gotta fight if you want to eat It's blood and bone The blacktop's got a heart of stone They're mean, these streets They're gonna try to take you Never let 'em break you These streets These streets Praying that you don't run outta luck (luck, luck) You're running but the pavements gotcha stuck (stuck, stuck) Smoking like a bullet from a gun The city got you crushed under its thumb You staring at the clock I see your time is up, you know it So write your name in the dust I hope they remember you, 'cause These streets, they're mean You gotta fight if you want to eat It's blood and bone The blacktop's got a heart of stone They're mean, these streets They're gonna try to take you Never let 'em break you These streets These streets These streets These streets