Blood runs deep in these concrete streets
Everyday's a struggle trying to maintain
Fighting for our survival on space land
Yo, society's forgotten as we make our own stand
Yo, we're in a struggle never-end
We stay strong and never gonna stop
Everyday we face another shock
Living in the hood tastes like chalk
Blood on my hands, blood on my soul
Yeah, yeah
Keepers never lose control
In the hood, where stories are told
Blood on the air, blood on the blood
Blood in our eyes, blood on our hands
Blood brothers, we hustling, grinding the mud
Blood on life, our veins, we rise from the mud
Yeah
Cause life ain't sweet, gotta stay on my feet
Yeah, yeah
Nobody's judging, but yeah
Blood on the streets, where the pain runs deep
Everyday's a f*cking struggle, we gotta hustle and succeed
Bitch