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These Streets Are Undefeated

Young brothers the game as you know Is not a game at all Your playing in a arena That you have no idea about So now I have to ask What are you going to do When you have to face to responsibility Behind the pain and misery you've cause Little Ghetto Boy They say that our dads are our first teachers He played the same game, and now he's dead and gone So I guess he didn't learn his lesson either This place is such a cold cold place to live And thing ain't getting no better There's no loyalty in the game no more So your mind is set on whatever Come on man, You have your whole life ahead of you Fight hard to reach your goals Believe in whatever it is you want to do Trust me One day you're going to become a man And rather you want to or not Your going to take a stand For all of the decisions you make in your life But please remember They all will somehow effect your children and your wife If this is the life that you chose to live It won't chance until you start living positive So if you think you're tough And everything that you face You're strong enough to beat it Please believe me when I say These streets are undefeated

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