Still Standing Strong

Yeah, yeah Back up in here smoked out Strictly trees, strictly trees Ain't tryin' to mix nothin' wit my leaves Swift wanna ball breakin' day wit us For my dogs in a cut Doing what you gotta do to feed ya seeds Maintain stayin' strong Day breaks sneaks upon my camp once more Get up, get dressed and prepare for war Yo the war's wit everything outside your door It's a rude awakening but it's more in store When I walk through Brooklyn, people show me love Went over to GA, people showed me love Went to North Carolina, they showed us love Even went to California and got love from thugz And it's all good big up to all the neighborhood That came to see Tek and Steele whenever they could But remember the struggle continues after the vengeance Watch who ya fuck wit, watch what you get into There's a war goin' on outside and in my mental Gettin' drunk and how wonderin' what does gettin' bent do? Last week my man put a pistol to his temple I said nah son not that, that's too simple One little niggie on the block sellin' crystal Next little niggie got shot up on Bristol 'Nother little niggie lock, 'cause they blew the whistle Last little niggie did the same bitch shit his little sister This little niggie be hard to find Mind don't makin' it in this day and time Do what we have to criminal or legal Stayin' alive strivin' wit my people In days of our lives they try to make ends meat To search for tomorrow got us walkin' the streets Yo I'm not sweatin' sleet, not really stressin' beef I'm just tryin' to live, tryin' to eat Tryin' to stand strong, tryin' not to fall Tryin' to live to see my unborn get tall 'Cause the streets of New York ain't just a walk in the park You can get your life got in day the or the dark I give thanks when I rise up, open my eyes up Callisthenic get me right so I'll be nice up 'Cause when you feel fit ya feel nice Beware of the tricks and the fool paradise Like the wicked minded youth with them gun pound clocked Who wish to ambush me when I leave the weed spot Want to get, what I got, roll the lah that I cop Rock the shines that I rock, make my life clock stop But death me fear not, 'cause the most high guides I Bless me wit protection as the years pass by Conqueror, mighty rasta Let no man steel from the pocket peel for ya As I meditate and demonstrate, verbal earthquakes Breakin' down like a junky with a case of shakes To my dogs flippin' weight and behind gates Livin' street life, put the stash on Jakes For ya need, do whatever the deed Watch shiesty ass bitches and the next man grieves Mr. Ripper from the star to the hills it's all real Gotta maintain 'cause the sun don't chill In days of our lives we strive to make ends meet To search for tomorrow got us walkin' the streets Yo I'm not sweatin' sleet, not really stressin' beef I'm just tryin' to live, tryin' to eat Tryin' to stand strong, tryin' not to fall I'm just tryin' to live to see my unborn get tall 'Cause the streets of New York ain't no walk in the park You can get your life got in the day or the dark