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Street Anthem

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Street Anthem Lyrics

[Intro: Demoz]
Yeah
Shuko

[Verse 1: Demoz]
It's Demoz, baby, don't confuse me with no nigga
I'm only twenty three, but I feel like a old nigga
I'm the crack in the concrete grippin' the rose, nigga
The air through your windows when you whippin' that rose, nigga
Hate a gold digger, put a hole through a cold nigga
They say "Spit a flow, nigga", I spit it at 'em like a go-getter
I got snow for you coke sniffers
I move like a sledge on that snow, nigga
It's the Mr. Reaper in the flesh
Put the heater to your stomach, leave 'em leakin' from the chеst
You know the procedure wе [?]
Move it by the morning before the [?]
Move it while it's pourin', [?] neighbors snorin'
Move it 'til I move inside that lane, [?]
Therefore, with no fair warning, Scott Stallone, keep recordin'
Let's bring back the chorus

[Chorus: Demoz, Vinnie Paz]
It's do or die, and every damn thing is suicide
[?]
It's either you or I, it's either you or I
It's either I, you, Vinnie, what am I to do?
I don't know, D, I got the same problem too
Just keep your head always focused on the street bangers
From your hood to my hood, this is street anthem
[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz]
Whenever I breathe, it's just another devilish deed
My level of speed'll burn you like some Netherland weed
Surrender or bleed, 'cause y'all ain't a contender to me
And Vinnie P is everything that you pretended to be
Y'all motherfuckers should address me as "His Excellency"
Y'all make it difficult for me to choose the weapons, you see?
I'm destined to be a motherfucker reppin' the P
I carry semi-auto shit that spit consecutively
A legend to be, a fucking cancer in the human form
I hear your motherfuckers, everything you do is wrong
Me and my cousin Demoz hustle through the storm
I load the ratchet, clap it at you faggots acting strong
Y'all like the police, y'all never seen when gats is drawn
It's no honor amongst thieves, these kids'll clap your Moms
I ain't rapping no more, I manufacture bombs
I never let go of the heater, I got blackened palms

[Chorus: Demoz, Vinnie Paz]
It's do or die, and every damn thing is suicide
[?]
It's either you or I, it's either you or I
It's either I, you, Vinnie, what am I to do?
I don't know, D, I got the same problem too
Just keep your head always focused on the street bangers
From your hood to my hood, this is street anthem
[Outro: Vinnie Paz]
HAHAHAHAHA!
BLRATT!!
Pistolvania!
Demoz, Louie Doggs!
Vin Laden!
Yo R.A., what up, baby?

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