Streets Ain't Fair

In the heart of the city, where the nights ain't pretty
Tales of hustlers, no luck, no pity
Walking these alleys, with shadows so tall
Hustling for paper, backs against the wall

Chrome pieces gleaming, under streetlights beaming
Trust is a luxury, every corner scheming
Mama in the window, tears in her stare
Make it back home, baby, a silent prayer

Lost in the struggle, carrying burdens we wear
On these hard concrete streets, man, life ain't fair
But every night I lay, with hope so deep
Asking the lord, my soul to keep

Stacking up dollars, danger around every bend
Old homies turned foes, can't trust a friend
Graffiti on walls, tell stories of pain
Of brothers we lost, in this concrete rain

Fast life, fast cars, seeking fame and respect
But every bullet leaves a mark, an eternal effect
Kneeling on corners, whispering prayers in the night
Guide me through this, lord, show me the light

Gangsta ties, street wise, under urban skies
Seeking redemption, before the Sun rise
Fighting for a way out, from this endless maze
Looking for brighter days, through the smoky haze

Lost in the struggle, carrying burdens we bear
On these cold city streets, man, life ain't fair
But every night I pray, with dreams so deep
Asking the lord, my soul to keep

Golden chains, and watches that bling
In this world of chaos, material things
But deep inside, there's a void, a hole
Seeking peace, a way to console

To every young g, trying to find a way
Remember there's hope, brighter days to sway
Put down the heat, lift up a prayer
There's a way out, a life that’s rare

As I lay tonight, in this bed I've made
I pray for salvation, from the choices I've weighed
If tonight's the end, if fate decides to take
Lord, grant me mercy, my soul, please take