2Pac – The Streetz R Deathrow

The Streetz R Deathrow is a wonderful and intriguing record created by a talented American rapper, Tupac Shakur.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 13 on his top charting album project called “Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z…” was officially released on 16 February 1993.

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LYRICS

Growing up as an inner city brotha

Where every other had a pops and a motha

I was the product of a heated lover.

Nobody knew how deep it screwed me

And since my pops never knew me

My family didn’t know what to do with me.

Was I somebody they despised?

Curious look in they eyes

As if they wonder if I’m dead or alive

And poor momma can’t control me

“Quit tryin’ to save my soul, I wanna roll with my homies!”

A ticken timebomb, can’t nobody fade me

Packin’ a 380 and fiendin’ for Mercedes

Suckers scatter but it don’t matter I’m a cool shot

Punks drop from all the buckshots the fools got

I’m tired of being a nice guy

I’ve been poor all my life, but don’t know quite why

So they label me a lunatic

Could care less death or success

Is what I quest ’cause I’m fearless

Now the streets are deathrow

(’cause I’ll beat you down like it ain’t nothin’)

The streets are deathrow.

[2x]

I just murdered a man, I’m even more stressed wearin’ a vest

Hopin’ that they’re aimin’ at my chest

Much too young to bite the bullet

Hand on the trigga

I see my life before my eyes each time I pull it

I hope I live to be a man

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in the state pen

Counting pennys over the years I’d done stacked many

Proving wrong those

Who swore I’d wouldn’t live till twenty

Now they gotta cope

Since it’s the only thing I know

It’s difficult to let it go

I’m startin’ to lose my hair ’cause I worry

Hustlin’ to keep from gettin’ buried

But now I gotta move away now

‘Cause these suckers love ta’ spray where I lay down

My homie lost his family, he snapped;

Shot up half the block to bring them back

The streets are deathrow

(’cause I’ll beat you down like it ain’t nothin’)

The streets are deathrow.

[2x]

I’m dangerous when drunk I only drink beer

Gin makes me sin

Unable to think clear

Henessey makes me think my enemy is getting close

BOOM BOOM BOOM

Got me shooting at a ghost

Some call me crazy but this is what you gave me

Amongst the babies who raised up from the slavery

I sport a vest and hit the sess to kill the stress

Moved out west and I invest in all the best

Those who test will find a bullet in they chest

Put to rest by a brotha who was hopeless

Grow up broke on the rope of insanity

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken family

I’m sick of being tired

Sick of the sirens, body bags, and the gun firing

Tell Bush, “Push the button!” ’cause I’m fed

Tired of hearin’ these voices in my head

The streets are deathrow

(’cause I’ll beat you down like it ain’t nothin’)

The streets are deathrow.

[2x]

(’cause I’ll beat you down like it ain’t nothin’)

The streets are deathrow

(’cause I’ll beat you down like it ain’t nothin’)

The streets are deathrow

(’cause I’ll beat you down like it ain’t nothin’)

The streets are deathrow

(’cause I’ll beat you down like it ain’t nothin’)

The streets are deathrow

(’cause I’ll beat you down, like it ain’t nothin’)

This goes out to my partners in the Live Squad

(like it ain’t nothin’)

And all my partners involved in that 187

Watch your back

(’cause I’ll beat you down, like it ain’t nothin’)

There got to be a better way

(’cause I’ll beat you down, like it ain’t nothin’)

There’s too many of us in the cemetery

(’cause I’ll beat you down, like it ain’t nothin’)

Come on, what we gonna do now

(’cause I’ll beat you down, like it ain’t nothin’)

The streets are deathrow