"Street Tales" lyrics
(from "Power Book III: Raising Kanan, Season 4" soundtrack)
Street tales, street tales
We with the nonsense, we come from hardships
Rilla
Street tales, streets tales
Shit is wild out here, the niggas and females
Yeah, look
You know Wanda from apartment 4B had the key
Gave a man a brick and you know nothing here is free
They caught 'em in the cold with his two-year-old
They shot him in the chest, the bullets went through his soul
His son's nose runny, they left him there all bloody
They put the chrome right to his dome over a twenty
We with the nonsense, we come from hardships
Pissy elevators and dirty apartments
Said look, my nigga Dale had weight up on his scale
Got high off his own supply, they found him pale
He move coke massive, pad had no mattress
He burned in a fire, so it was a closed casket
We all got to go but the foul die slow
All you can really hope is you see through the blindfold
Moment of silence for all for all of this violence
What's the last thing you see when you close your eyelids?
Street tales, street tales
What's the last thing you see when you close your eyelids?
Street tales, street tales
Shit is wild out here, the niggas and females
Street tales, street tales
Shit is wild out here, the niggas and females
Yo, Stacey from the building always liked to gossip
She took the keys from her man while he was in the Tropics
Come to find out, she was fucking the locksmith
A devious woman, these hoes be out of pocket
Now my homeboy, Rowland, was always holding
They put three holes in his head while he was bowling
Fighting for his life, he finally got his strike
But nobody cared, his life, they wouldn't spare
Street tales, street tales
I'll be out here on the block, I'll give you details
A moment of silence for all of this violence
We all got to go but the foul die slow
Street tales, street tales
I'm really on the block, I'll give you the details
Street tales, street tales
Shit is wild out here, the niggas and females
I seen it, I was there
Ha, ha ,ha, ha, you ain't hear it from me though
Rilla
From me though
Haha
Rilla
We with the nonsense, we come from hardships
Rilla
Street tales, streets tales
Shit is wild out here, the niggas and females
Yeah, look
You know Wanda from apartment 4B had the key
Gave a man a brick and you know nothing here is free
They caught 'em in the cold with his two-year-old
They shot him in the chest, the bullets went through his soul
His son's nose runny, they left him there all bloody
They put the chrome right to his dome over a twenty
We with the nonsense, we come from hardships
Pissy elevators and dirty apartments
Said look, my nigga Dale had weight up on his scale
Got high off his own supply, they found him pale
He move coke massive, pad had no mattress
He burned in a fire, so it was a closed casket
We all got to go but the foul die slow
All you can really hope is you see through the blindfold
Moment of silence for all for all of this violence
What's the last thing you see when you close your eyelids?
Street tales, street tales
What's the last thing you see when you close your eyelids?
Street tales, street tales
Shit is wild out here, the niggas and females
Street tales, street tales
Shit is wild out here, the niggas and females
Yo, Stacey from the building always liked to gossip
She took the keys from her man while he was in the Tropics
Come to find out, she was fucking the locksmith
A devious woman, these hoes be out of pocket
Now my homeboy, Rowland, was always holding
They put three holes in his head while he was bowling
Fighting for his life, he finally got his strike
But nobody cared, his life, they wouldn't spare
Street tales, street tales
I'll be out here on the block, I'll give you details
A moment of silence for all of this violence
We all got to go but the foul die slow
Street tales, street tales
I'm really on the block, I'll give you the details
Street tales, street tales
Shit is wild out here, the niggas and females
I seen it, I was there
Ha, ha ,ha, ha, you ain't hear it from me though
Rilla
From me though
Haha
Rilla
