[intro: killah priest(hell razah)]
Back in the day(timesstruggles)
940(in the ghetto)
Going through hell to come out right
This is what we must go through to reach heaven
(this what we go through..) to reach heaven..
(to escape hell) ha
[chorus: hell razah]
In the days of our life we got one life to live
As the world turns around negative through positive
At the edge of the nightsthe guiding light
That leads to another worldfor the young and the restless
Beware of your deathwishto all my children in the general hospital
The most impossible
We got for you the final saga of the street operas
[killah priest]
In my location is where they run the operation
You either stuck or getting bucked by the train station
Word is bond if beyond after dawnthey hit you up bad
And watch drop and they gonethey 9mm’s
Make bitches scream high-pitch like a tweater
But shorty is a strong believer when he hold his heater
I use an onze of my mind to make rhymes
And a half of brain to cause rain
Cuz life is like a game with no instructions
Streets they be tusslin’ to have a brother bustin’
They adolescence carry weapons in they sectiona wrong direction
When they all pack protectionforgot knowledgeis all symbolic
And hedonisticthey need statisticsfor cops to search
They pop you first and dig your pockets later
And maybe catch you for money or your pager (gimme that)
Or slice your throat with the razor..
An old man told me oncesitting on a chair rolling a blunt
I had a son your agethat ended up on front page
From the impact of a 12 guagehis assassination
Thrown me in a world of hatredtoday is hard to face it
He shown me old flikshe was up for a scholarship
Today is hard to swallow itdamn I never thought life could be so short
I still see him on a basketball courtthe bullet took a part of me
The doctor said it hit the arteryevery now and then it bothers me
And all the prayers that I gave godwouldn’t bring him from the graveyard
That’s when he took his picture
And send your bucked the streets will get ya
It’s either that or the price of liquor
Even meI learnt as the days grew
That death is only a stage of phase 2
Thank allah that he made you..
[chorus x3]
[outro: hell razah]
The final saga of the street operas
Of the street operas
The final saga of the street operas