They doubted that I’ll ever make it this far
 I’m [bad word] on them now cause I was [bad word] poor
 Swear you down to kill with that steel
 But that steel don’t make you real
 If you can’t even win a fist war
 So [bad word] it, I shoot back at you cowards
 Your death the pastor announces
 Because we acting on violence
 It’s either that or keep silent

Always testing [bad word] back and back on a challenge
 So what’s your choice?
 It’s kill or be killed, what?
 This life for me was given
 It’s pimping or prisons
 Visits over missions of your digits
 Getting questioned, for nothing
 So where you from, you [bad word]  We busting over discussion
 It’s justice to get concussions, huh
 You asked for it, might as well get cashed for it
 Price is on your head now it’s leaking from the dashboard
 Cold world, so keep a heater
 If you never [bad word] in Jesus, let me make you a believer!
 Meet him
 Cause you would do the same
 Take aim at niggas brains
 And wouldn’t care of no one names
 I shot ak’s, handguns and shotguns
 Justify your pride, I would stand I would [bad word]  I got mine
 [bad word] 
 Your heart is cold and there’s no one [bad word] to
 I grab my gun, cause that’s how I know to protect you
 Street justice, street justice, street justice, street justice
 This is my life, and that’s how I’m gonna protect you
 Street justice

This is dedicated, 25 summers I waited
 Back when papa was sedated, uncles all incarcerated
 25 cousins to play with
 Also 2 grandmas I played with
 One had died, one moved to Vegas
 Both had died, I started raging
 Back when LA get the laces
 With the blue sprinkles and …
 Only broke our concentration
 We was broke but mama saved enough
 To keep refrigeration stocked,
 With cut noodles and baken …
 The black car was the first to watch
 Black boy, first to drop,
 Then my homie, the first to shoot
 Then his homie, the first to drop
 So look homie, my best pursuit
 Is music, this was finalized
 When I seen the devil eyes in that Buick
 I was hypnotized

War going on outside, nobody safe from
 Kicking your door to ask you where you get your safe from
 Kick you some more, you ask me where I get my hate from [bad word]  baby, Afghanistan, this is phase one [bad word]  … new talibans, central raise one
 Rose red street tell them coppers get off me, day’s done
 Got darker than Alfred mayweather
 Never been so cold, 2 sweater and a long nose, they stressing
 [bad word] 
 When the world is cold and there’s no one [bad word] to
 I grab my gun, cause that’s how I know to protect you
 Street justice, street justice, street justice, street justice
 This is my life, and that’s how I’m gonna protect you
 Street justice

We all like Gingis khan, everyone think they can just [bad word]  The punishment of god, but problems never get solved
 All the way [bad word] s corner out to Oakland shake it hard
 I get a woody wearing hoody, before your eyes just…my marks
 And bullets hiding lyrics from myself and Ken Lamar
 In the middle of this war, we made it out to be star
 Cop cars never came with good cops
 I gotta keep it cop just for my neighborhood watch
 Street justice
 [bad word] 
 Your heart is cold and there’s no one [bad word] to
 I grab my gun, cause that’s how I know to protect you
 Street justice, street justice, street justice, street justice
 This is my life, and that’s how I’m gonna protect you
 Street justice.