2Pac – The Streetz R Deathrow Lyrics

The Streetz R Deathrow

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"The Streetz R Deathrow." - 2Pac

Tuesday, 20 October 2026, 07:45 am

Album: Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z... (Expanded Edition)

Track No: 13

Growing up as an inner city brotha
Where every other had a pops and a mother
I was the product of a heated lover
Nobody knew how deep it screwed me
And since my pops never knew me
My family didn't know what to do with me
Was I somebody they despise
Curious look in they eyes
As if they wonder if I'm dead or alive
Poor momma can't control me
Quit tryin' to save my soul, I want to roll with my homies
A tickin' timebomb
Can't nobody fade me
Packin' a 3-80
And fiendin' for my Mercedes
Suckers scatter but it don't matter I'm a cool shot
Punks drop from all that buckshots tha fools got
I'm tired of being a nice guy
I've been poor all my life, but don't know quite why
So they label me a lunatic
Could care less
Death or success
Is what I quest
'Cause I'm fearless
Now the streets are Deathrow
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
The streets are Deathrow (Like it ain't nothin')
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
The streets are Deathrow (Like it ain't nothin')
I just murdered a man, I'm even more stressed
Wearin' a vest
Hopin' that they're aimin' at my chest
Much too young to bite tha bullet
Hand on the trigger
I see my life before my eyes each time I pull it
I hope I live to be a man
Must be part of some big plan to keep a brother in the state penn
Counting pennies over the years I'd stocked many
Proven wrong those who swore I'd wouldn't live till twenty
Now they gotta cope
Since it's the only thing I know
It's difficult to let it go
I'm startin' to lose my hair 'cause I worry
Hustlin' to keep from gettin' buried
But now I gotta move away now
'Cause these suckers love to spray where I lay down
My homie lost his family, he snapped
Shot up half the block to bring them back
The streets are Deathrow
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
The streets are Deathrow (Like it ain't nothin')
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
The streets are Deathrow (Like it ain't nothin')
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
The streets are Deathrow (Like it ain't nothin')
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
(Like it ain't nothin')
I'm dangerous when drunk I only drink beer
Gin makes me sin
Unable to think clear
Henessey makes me think my enemy is getting close
Boom-boom-boom
Got me shooting at a ghost
Some call me crazy but this is what you gave me
Amongst the babies who raised up from the slavery
Sport a vest and hit the sess to kill the stress
Moved out west and I invest in all the best
Those who test will find a bullet in they chest
Put to rest by a brother who was hopeless
Grow up broke on the rope of insanity
How many pistol smoking coming from a broken family?
I'm sick of being tired
Sick of the sirens, body bags, and the guns firing
Tell Bush, push the button 'cause I'm fed
Tired of hearin' these voices in my head
The streets are Deathrow
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
The streets are Deathrow (Like it ain't nothin')
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
The streets are Deathrow (Like it ain't nothin')
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
The streets are Deathrow (Like it ain't nothin')
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
The streets are Deathrow (Like it ain't nothin')
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
(Like it ain't nothin')
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
(Like it ain't nothin')
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
(Like it ain't nothin')
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
(Like it ain't nothin')
The streets is Deathrow

Writer(s): Live Squad, S. Hudman, Barry White & 2Pac.

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