feel the heat from the street. Yeah, it's rising up
i'm just a bum with a gun, i'm out to get some
back against the wall, trapped, there's no way out
gotta make a move it's you i'm taking out
pressure on my head yeah, it's closing in
trapped in the jaws of life, i think i'll never win
loot getting low, i can't feed my family
i can't believe that this is my destiny
life or death, there's not much for me to choose
drugs, money, sex (dms) my crew, you know we'll never lose
remember one thing son i'm always out for mine
anyday, anywhere, any fucken time
drink a beer, smoke a blunt, hit another line
anyday, anywhere, any fucken time

do what i gotta do
x3