Street Justice Pain

Guess you haven't heard you're yesterday's news...all bets are off and it's not even yesterday yet..... Thought you had it all figured out had your finger on the trigger to shoot it out runnin' your mouth like you got game paradin' the same block...glockin your name what a shame...what a lame excuse your abuse of the life you choose slingin' bling blingin' in the big house they're singin',your song which belongs to your active death dealin' a sad escape from scrapes of a past you had to know,this show would'nt last last stand it was CUZ memory of what was heat on mean street...your fame still a buzz as FAM call your name your enemies still acclaim fitting response to a game being played players in action...no concept of traction flow to the gold,their mark and caption... Now just a photograph...a telling story street version memory,a different folk loring.... (we're losing way too many young people in the war on our streets at home....)