You are the [bad word] through my veins
You are the streets that made me this way
In you I've lost and regained faith
But in my silence I'll never betray

These are the streets
Where men are made
Where our values are sometimes plagued
Into temptation I dwell for days

And I can't stop, won't stop
Living by the gun
I never want [bad word] from my fears
I can't stop living this way

And I know what my life means to me
And I see there's things that shouldn't be
And I know that there's still hope for me
But I see myself in these streets

And I try but I can't stop
You say there's still time but I won't stop
And I know that there's still hope for me
But I see myself in these streets

I pray there's hope for me