[Hook: Dion Primo]
lot of money got made, [bad word] got sold
Lives got took on these corners so cold, oh
Imagine if these street lights, could talk and tell the story of the street life
Every ghetto in America is all the same
Chasing after money got us all insane, oh
Imagine if these street lights, could talk and tell the story of the street life

[Verse 1: Havoc]
Ah, I look back and reflect doing a hundred pass
Thinking about it got me heavy on the gas
Vivid is the picture coded in my DNA
Mammy bless her heart, as we walked out the door she would pray for us
Knew that Jake was on us, deck stacked against us
Same [bad word] different toilet, uh
Another life flushed down [bad word] Left the house without saying goodbye and [bad word] home
It's all [bad word]  and prolly me if it wasn't for rhyming
I put that on my brother who was wildin with the iron
The hood is full of life but inside niggas dying
Instead of prosperity, only jealousy's thriving
Street lights... made as makeshift memorials
Know how the story goes, I ain't trying to bore you though
I'm just trying to shed a little light
Job done, even if I save only one life, listen

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Prodigy]
Missing dark tunnel vision, the light at the end, [bad word] is anybody listening
I'm talking to myself again, we so close but yet it seems so far
It's like 10 steps back and just one step forward
Just one more push and sixteen more bars
Closer to the dreams we have, the life we want
If these blood sweat and tears could talk, they'd be arguing
With the look in our eyes saying all, listen
That bone in your head, get shattered like a windshield
Now how that [bad word] feel?
Yeah you got a lot of nerve, you deserve
Every drop of that pain, when you playing with the Mobb
Can't you see we concentrating on this baking
Lot of lives got taken, lot of time spent in the cages
So we spend our days just
Doing whatever must be done to [bad word] The ones that steady burn like the sun because

[Hook]

[Bridge]
I can tell you about some [bad word] you don't really wanna hear
So many disappear out here
One time I saw a man with a gun
Chasing another [bad word] trying [bad word] And even know they grew up on the same block
He ain't hesitate to gun him down in the same spot
The [bad word] that you knew from elementary
Will make your [bad word] an unsolved mystery