It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these up, hats down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention when you're coming 'Cause the block got eyebrows down, ya heard me?
It ain't clean in streets, it's mean in these streets up, hats down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention you're coming around 'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya me?
I'm back for the first damn time So grab a hold of seats while I open your mind And you back to when I dropped down from heaven And I out my moms and had a mic as my fucking weapon When I was three I was a little G But if you looked in my eyes see the future of a real MC And at the age of nine I wrote my first Soon rapping became one of my favorite where that I went spitting and babbling Showing my ass, growing up then traveling From one city to the next, landed in the ATL Where the pimps and the dwell I a tape, did shows and got exposure And kept learning as my ass got older No matter I just kept at my trade I made mistakes but stayed sharper then a blade
It ain't clean in streets, it's mean in these streets Glocks up, hats down, in these streets So please pay attention when coming around the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
It clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets up, hats down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention when you're around 'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya me?
Age fourteen, my show a beast outta cage I of won but disqualified for jumping off stage But I care, cause this game has started to open it's arms When I was at Banneker High School pulling alarms So I could get a crowd around me, make a name for my told me "keep flowing," they ain't want me to stop Was back when Big John was my human beat box We'd skip school, hit open campus and out for street cops Now I'm known around the town as that nigga that From the hills made high to them G roll traps And I was still making demo's, perfecting the And some I wouldn't make it, they would giggle and laugh So I picked up a couple by Donald Goins the business of this shit, how to flip a few coins Before the age of eighteen, I was destined to it My account read Disturbing The Peace, incorporated
It clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets up, hats down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention when coming around 'Cause the block got it's down, ya heard me?
It ain't in these streets, it's mean in these streets Glocks up, down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention you're coming around 'Cause the got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
Age eighteen, I'm strugglin', to survive But got a gig for change at 97.5 Now I'm rapping on the radio, increasing numbers Ludacris but alias was Cris Luva Luva Late I'm in they studio and using they tools Me and Puma smoking weed and all of their rules And I was krunk, all the big wigs was hearing my But nobody did shit and they was too long So three years went past, and I saved enough To make my own label and put myself on blast The album was independent, it was just for the I sold a one thousand in my first fuckin' week Then went on to sell fifty, put the cash in my All the companies bite me, but I chose Def Jam And the main reason that I made it and I love the Was 'cause the block had its eye down, ya heard me?
It ain't clean in these streets, mean in these streets up, hats down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention when you're coming 'Cause the block got eyebrows down, ya heard me?
It ain't clean in these streets, it's in these streets Glocks up, down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention when you're coming 'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya me?