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ice cube - streets shed tears lyrics

[intro]
ooh, ooh, ooh
when the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and i’m gone
i know the streets will shed tears for me
when my story is over and my song is done
i know the streets will shed tears for me
the end

[verse 1]
all i get is motherf-ckin’ love in these streets
to most of these tricks i’m a motherf-ckin’ treat
what’s beef? i ain’t got no beef
see all that b-tchin’? it taste like chicken
and all these chickens? they get plucked
and n-body wants to see the volcano erupt
i’m down with daz ’cause everythang is kurupt
i’m celebrated every time i pull up
you h-lla hated, every time you look up
i’m elevated to rapper’s deluxe
they love me, dawg, ’cause i’m one of a kind
this is god’s plan, homie, it ain’t mine
see, this ain’t about dyin’, it’s all about shinin’
it’s all about climbin’ a hill full of diamonds
i know that you feel it, i know that you felt it
’cause a n-gg- gon’ live ’til a n-gg- can’t help it

[chorus]
when the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and i’m gone
i know the streets will shed tears for me
(they love me, dawg)
when my story is over and my song is done
(they love me, dawg)
i know the streets will shed tears for me
the end

[verse 2]
sorry, y’all, i ain’t got no haters
all i got is mother f-ckers tellin’ me i’m the greatest
all i got is those fly -ss suits and gators
n-body servin’ cube but maids and waiters
n-body tryin’ to take my life
all these b-tches tryna do is replace my wife
but you hoes ain’t cold enough to f-ck with ice
like kim she’ll run circles ’round you b-tches twice
now, it might get funky but it won’t get ugly
n-gg-s might not like me but they still love me
n-gg-s might talk sh-t, they whisper and huddle
’cause they know my reb-ttal might leave a puddle
now the streets is talkin’ until they see me walkin’ up the block, then all the bullsh-t stop
anything i do, don’t take it personal ’cause when a n-gg- gone, that sh-t ain’t reversible

[verse 3]
i’m the b-st-rd that spit the acid
f-ck a funeral home and a casket
f-ck a funeral song and a procession
keep god on your dome and count your blessings
keep the hood in your heart but heaven on your mind
shake ’em up and roll seven every time
pick ’em up, yup, stick ’em up
every time you see me got a different color cup
this ain’t about dyin’, it’s all about livin’
it’s all about makin’ everyday thanksgivin’
it’s all about givin’, about stayin’ driven
it ain’t about you, it’s about these children
so when a n-gg- die, stop cryin’ and ventin’
will somebody in here b-mp george clinton?
will somebody in here hug my fam?
don’t worry about me, you know where i am

- ice cube lyrics

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