Survival or Death

Gangsta rap with tempo 80-90 bpm, drum patterns 808 kick, bass drop in chorus, piano note minor, effect gun shoot

V3.5

Verse 1:

Yeah, it’s cold on these blocks, where the shadows roam,
Blood on the pavement, homies ain't comin’ home,
Hustlin’ for a meal, strappin’ steel for the thrill,
One wrong move, dawg, you could get killed.
Streets don’t love nobody, trust, it’s a fact,
Ride or die, but the reaper got my back,
Slangin' rocks, dodgin’ cops, stackin' that weight,
But the feds got eyes, man, they always on the chase.

Popped two homies last night, they went ghost,
Fuck a truce, dawg, we ain't never close,
Got beef in the hood, blood runnin’ deep,
Every night’s a war, ain’t no chance to sleep.

Chorus:

Welcome to the jungle where the real ones fall,
Ain't no peace here, just that street protocol,
Survival's all we know, man, we live and we die,
Ain’t no love in the streets, just bullets and lies.

(Yeah) Ain’t no savior when the heat comes quick,
You either ride or you die, no mercy in this shit.

Verse 2:

Life's a gamble, roll the dice, live fast or die slow,
Caught in the crossfire, nowhere to go,
Homies OD’d, bodies drop like flies,
Mama’s cryin’, but they don’t care why.

Got a strap on my waist, demons in my head,
Thinkin' ‘bout all the homies that bled,
Shootouts at dawn, watch the bodies drop,
Street kings livin’, but we runnin’ from the cops.

Fuck the law, dawg, they ain't shit but dirt,
We gotta grind these streets, make the devil hurt,
Gang life’s a curse, man, you gotta be cold,
Once you step in, you already sold your soul.

Chorus:

Welcome to the jungle where the real ones fall,
Ain't no peace here, just that street protocol,
Survival's all we know, man, we live and we die,
Ain’t no love in the streets, just bullets and lies.

(Yeah) Ain’t no savior when the heat comes quick,
You either ride or you die, no mercy in this shit.

Verse 3:

Gotta watch your back, ‘cause your homie might switch,
Snakes in the grass, rats lookin’ for a snitch,
Rollin' through the hood with my finger on the trigger,
Gotta eat, gotta stack, ‘cause the struggle's gettin' bigger.

No dreams here, just nightmares in the dark,
Lost souls driftin’, bodies left in the park,
You think you tough ‘til the barrel’s in your face,
This life don’t give a fuck, man, it’s a deadly race.
I been through hell, seen death on repeat,
But I still stand tall, never taste defeat,
Fuck this life, man, but it's all that I know,
Hope ain't a thing when you got nowhere to go.

Chorus:

Welcome to the jungle where the real ones fall,
Ain't no peace here, just that street protocol,
Survival's all we know, man, we live and we die,
Ain’t no love in the streets, just bullets and lies.
(Yeah) Ain’t no savior when the heat comes quick,
You either ride or you die, no mercy in this shit.

Outro:

So we live, so we die, stuck in this trap,
No way out, just a cold hearted slap,
Pray to the streets, but they never pray back,
Once you're in, ain't no fuckin’ turnin' back.

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Verse 1: Yeah, it’s cold on these blocks, where the shadows roam, Blood on the pavement, homies ain't comin’ home, Hustlin’ for a meal, strappin’ steel for the thrill, One wrong move, dawg, you could get killed. Streets don’t love nobody, trust, it’s a fact, Ride or die, but the reaper got my back, Slangin' rocks, dodgin’ cops, stackin' that weight, But the feds got eyes, man, they always on the chase. Popped two homies last night, they went ghost, Fuck a truce, dawg, we ain't never close, Got beef in the hood, blood runnin’ deep, Every night’s a war, ain’t no chance to sleep. Chorus: Welcome to the jungle where the real ones fall, Ain't no peace here, just that street protocol, Survival's all we know, man, we live and we die, Ain’t no love in the streets, just bullets and lies. (Yeah) Ain’t no savior when the heat comes quick, You either ride or you die, no mercy in this shit. Verse 2: Life's a gamble, roll the dice, live fast or die slow, Caught in the crossfire, nowhere to go, Homies OD’d, bodies drop like flies, Mama’s cryin’, but they don’t care why. Got a strap on my waist, demons in my head, Thinkin' ‘bout all the homies that bled, Shootouts at dawn, watch the bodies drop, Street kings livin’, but we runnin’ from the cops. Fuck the law, dawg, they ain't shit but dirt, We gotta grind these streets, make the devil hurt, Gang life’s a curse, man, you gotta be cold, Once you step in, you already sold your soul. Chorus: Welcome to the jungle where the real ones fall, Ain't no peace here, just that street protocol, Survival's all we know, man, we live and we die, Ain’t no love in the streets, just bullets and lies. (Yeah) Ain’t no savior when the heat comes quick, You either ride or you die, no mercy in this shit. Verse 3: Gotta watch your back, ‘cause your homie might switch, Snakes in the grass, rats lookin’ for a snitch, Rollin' through the hood with my finger on the trigger, Gotta eat, gotta stack, ‘cause the struggle's gettin' bigger. No dreams here, just nightmares in the dark, Lost souls driftin’, bodies left in the park, You think you tough ‘til the barrel’s in your face, This life don’t give a fuck, man, it’s a deadly race. I been through hell, seen death on repeat, But I still stand tall, never taste defeat, Fuck this life, man, but it's all that I know, Hope ain't a thing when you got nowhere to go. Chorus: Welcome to the jungle where the real ones fall, Ain't no peace here, just that street protocol, Survival's all we know, man, we live and we die, Ain’t no love in the streets, just bullets and lies. (Yeah) Ain’t no savior when the heat comes quick, You either ride or you die, no mercy in this shit. Outro: So we live, so we die, stuck in this trap, No way out, just a cold hearted slap, Pray to the streets, but they never pray back, Once you're in, ain't no fuckin’ turnin' back. © Copyright (Lyric By XYZ 2KIV)

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