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Inspectah Deck

Genres: Hip-Hop

Trouble Man Lyrics - Inspectah Deck

Check out the avenue, New York, New York the rotten apple 

We grapple in the streets to stack loot and slip the shackles 

I'm currently, servin' twenty nine to life 

Duckin' the searchlight, no sleep for like the third night 

 

The big life is trife, got the young kids hyped 

Cops shoot on sight, heat pipe be blowin' through the night 

The land where you ain't fam, there's no pity 

Similar to chocolate city, ten times gritty 

 

Hittin' hard, liquor's god, niggaz plottin' on the come off 

And come off, quicker than the clothes on the stripper 

And slide like she doin' up and down the railing 

Bitch tailing in the range with golden arms smooth sailin' 

 

The clock's tickin', somebody's on the block snitchin' 

The plot thickens, phones are tapped, cops listen 

Too hot for prison, plus too cold to hold my girl 

'Cause I married this life and she's my whole world 

 

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It's just a sign of the times 

Calmly listen to these lines 

I'm goin' out of my mind 

Livin' the street life 

 

Aiyyo, aiyyo make me wanna holla way they do my life 

My life, is like a carousel one endless night 

Where most die for pies, some holdin' their chrome 

A large percent die for causes not even their own 

 

When the Inspectah Deck be long dead and gone 

Long live the ins clone they workin' on 

Til then, I hold a section, I stand alone no co -defendant 

Showin' the weapon, this saga had no story endin' 

 

It's ghetto heaven and at the same time hell shots propel 

The one that missed me got chanel 

In the future ruled by computer, I self tutor 

The music is the simulator, facin' the user 

 

Photos 

 

I do it for those who walk the same road 

And no regrets do I hold for the path I chose 

No sleep since the intro, patrol the windows 

I reminisce, with the chalice and my eyes half closed 

 

If I could do it again, I'd probably do it the same 

Thought I was through with the game, I'm goin' through it again 

The hood life, I'm in it to the limit 

Couldn't quit it for a digit, die for it 'cause I live it 

 

It's just a sign of the times 

Calmly listen to these lines 

I'm goin out of my mind 

Livin' the street life 

 

Yo, been around the world but just can't seem to leave 

The state of mind that causes tangled web I weave 

Made my home in the heart of it 

Movie like Seagal, Hard Target 

 

Most want no part of it, it's logic cutthroat party in the shark pit 

Cold blooded souls carry bulldogs and oxes, knowledge this 

Maintain and remain sane 

In the cold world where the rules ain't changed 

 

Still rebel to society, government be eyein' me 

They probably watchin' me right now as I'm speakin' 

But all I'm guilty of is teachin' you the truth 

They got proof, so you know I'll be home before the weekend 

 

The hood life, I'm in it to the limit 

In it from the scrimmage, livin' it, lovin' every minute 

And every hour, 'til the powers that be 

Eventually stress me to the death 

 

Y'all know the science right? 

Death with the intellect 

Aight, aight represent, I make it hot 

13th chamber specialist from the bricks 

 

It's just a sign of the times 

Calmly listen to these lines 

I'm goin' out of my mind 

Livin' the street life 

 

Street life so trife 

Street life for life 

Feels like feels like 

My paradise 

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