Til We’re Laid To Rest
Oscar Auliq-Ice
I was raised in the streets, where danger meets
Police on every block, snitches in every beat
Living in a concrete jungle, where the heat never sleeps
Streetlights flicker like gunshots, but we keep it discreet
The streets, where every step's a test
The police, always wearing their vests
The snitches, talking to the feds
But we ride or die with our heads up high, till we're laid to rest
Grew up in a place where every day's a fight
Police harassing us, feels like every night
But they never do nothing, just wanna catch us in the light
Whipping in their cop cars, they think they own the night
The streets, where every step's a test
The police, always wearing their vests
The snitches, talking to the feds
But we ride or die with our heads up high, till we're laid to rest
Snitches in the streets, always talking to the cops
Living in fear, might as well be wearing a mop
Can't trust nobody, only family and my pops
But they still watching, like sharks waiting for the drops
The streets, where every step's a test
The police, always wearing their vests
The snitches, talking to the feds
But we ride or die with our heads up high, till we're laid to rest
The streets never sleep, the police always creep
Snitches always lurking, undercover like a sheep
I keep my head up, gotta stay on my feet
The truth never dies, and in the end it'll be revealed, neat