Backstreet Lyrics - Above So Below - Anthony David

The air is still, the heat is rising 

Summertime's on the horizon 

Little girl with a baby crying 

'Cause she's got no food to eat 

And it ain't that, nobody's listening 

And it ain't that, nobody cares* 

It's just that everybody's busy looking out for what is theirs 

I'm a hustler, on the corner, making very little money 

But down the block, on the other corner 

This nigger's down there getting paid 

What's he doing and I ain't doing? 

He got clothes and fancy things 

Big ole car and pretty women, watch what jealousy and envy brings 

On the backstreet, that's where I live 

On the backstreet, there ain't positive 

Now up the block comes my man Cee-Lo say what's happening, how you feel? 

He don't care about no 5 - 0 'cause he's known to keep it real 

Peep what's happening down the block yo, who is down there taking mine? 

Cee-Lo knows about his bizness, so he runs it down one time 

He get keys straight from Miami, hooks it up and sells it cheap 

You ain't getting none but O's from Sammy so your prices are too steep 

But I got just the thing you need son, if you really want to win 

Sun light sparkles on his gold fronts as he makes this evil grin 

Take a walk on down to my crib then let me show you something new 

I got loads of guns and ammo that I bought from this white dude 

He could tell that I was down that I was just the man to see 

And he fronted me at least a G's worth of artillery on the backstreet 

That's where I live, on the backstreet, yeah 

There ain't nothing positive 

Now in his bedroom it's amazing, he got guns of every kind 

He lights a blunt we start blazing then I picked the one that shined 

It's an old school Calicola, semi auto dark as night 

It's just the thing I need to make my situation tight 

So he shows me how to load it since I don't know what to do 

Aims towards the wall and it exploded, through this poster of Ice Cube 

Upon so much devastation that it's obvious to me 

That is just the thing to separate your soul from your body 

On the backstreet, that's where I live 

On the backstreet, yeah, there ain't nothing positive 

I went home and starting plotting for my come up at midnight 

In the darkest catch them slipping, take his re-up money his life 

I'll just catch him as he goes out to his car to make a run 

Now you can't front when you're confronted with the cold steel of a gun 

When night comes and I'm moving on the creep all dressed in black 

Wearing a ski mask so he won't know who just put him on his back 

So I hid behind the bushes at the people's house next door 

3 shots rang out from behind me and my blood began to pour, no 

What? What now boy? Told you I was gonna get you boy 

Thought he's gonna catch me sleeping, in your dream 

Do it hurt? Let's go 

Everything happened in one swift action, shit I just couldn't believe 

Cee-Lo told them what was happening, I been tricked,I been deceived 

And it ain't that, nobody heard it 

And it ain't that, nobody cares 

It's just that everybody was busy looking out for what was theirs 

Non-contributing citizens, what they call the NCC 

I don't really know what that means but it's what the cops called me 

They don't care what happens to me, they don't miss me on the beat 

All they know is that there's one less nigger 

Hanging on the backstreet, where I used to live 

On the backstreet, there ain't nothing, nothing, 

The choices you make can make or break you 

The choices you make can make or break you 

The choices you make can make or break you 

The choices you make can make or break you.