Boomerang Slang

This is the unfinished stories of the streets, baby

Don't get it twisted cause the globe already does that

Live and learn, watch the Earth get a turn, 360

Boomerang, violent kid'll burn

Where I live at is so cold

And models that grow old

Cause niggas die young and go broke! Haha

Is it the way we live?

How do we portray them kids? Negative!

This is the code of the streets that ain't wrote yet

Niggas starving, it's getting nippy

Red face taking cold steps

This trigger finger is itchy

The other hand is sticky

Robbed this nigga at gunpoint

The cops bust quickly

Before you know, dead

Bloodshed in the snow

5-0 shot him, one nice cop, the other rotten

Same cops the same night

Stopped a guy for no reason

Put his face against the windshield

He fucked it up while he was breathing

The rotten porkchop kicked his teeth in

Did it in the alleyway so nobody would see him

He recovered from bleeding

So the next evening when he got stopped

"F That!"

And started squeezing

Bulletholes through the cops' car

After firing, he heard sirens

Dropped the gun, wishing he got far

Got his grandmother thinking

What did she do wrong

Got his brother putting like the same exact suit on

He wore to his boy's funeral

Over cocaine, fast life, fast cars

Money and gold chains

He sits through the sermon

While the preacher preaches

The same preacher that knows the bible

He takes your hard cash and hard lass

Pipped out with a chick

And he didn't know it

Constantly spitting on it

The stomach getting bigger

She needs money for the child

The dough that she takes she spend it up on drinks

Puffing cigarettes while she's still pregnant

She didn't know until she had the baby how bad she was affecting it

Now he barely breathing, he could've been the next president

This is the unfinished stories of the streets, baby

Don't get it twisted cause the globe already does that

Live and learn, watch the Earth get a turn, 360

Boomerang, violent kid'll burn

Where I live at is so cold

And models that grow old

Cause niggas die young and go broke! Haha

Is it the way we live?

How do we portray them kids? Negative!

Walking in the streets of the arma-

Geddon, young cats spitting fire armour

Casket in the dirt, you throw flowers

Cats taking cold showers, for eyewitnessing

Murders, snatching purses from senior citizens

We living in the last days, the innocent

Bystanders in their pathways

24 hours turn into half-days

The gat stays in the thug's waist

Another hard decision that the judge makes

The streets will get you beat

Like Tina Turner's face

Before she fought back

Stray bullets floating off track

Killing young kids, jump roping on their property

Where they once lived

Plus niggas ain't living properly

So we hustle like old folks in cabarets

Looking towards the bright side

Through a cave before we caved in

But the future looks dark, within a grave

Like a waistband, my arms and legs stretch when I awake

Life, it takes God for it

Many led by this redhead guy

With a pitchfork and two horns

Lounging in a place that's too warm

For my nig-get-out-of-view point

I try not to do wrong

But I want to be in that limo askin' for the Grey Poupon, for a change

I'm sick of saving change from a coupon

I'm a rhymecaster that'll do

The same stuff that Ice Cube's on

With a suit on, and got bread

Thaw out your cold heart with hot lead

It's like a coin toss

Who got heads, who got tails?

Which one you thinking with?

It seems to me that cats would rather rest in peace instead of keeping it

This is the unfinished stories of the streets, baby

Don't get it twisted cause the globe already does that

Live and learn, watch the Earth get a turn, 360

Boomerang, violent kid'll burn

Where I live at is so cold

And models that grow old

Cause niggas die young and go broke! Haha

Is it the way we live?

How do we portray them kids? Negative!