Streets Of The Bay chords by Mistah F.A.B.

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Intro 1
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Is it a

Verse 1
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second, a minute, a hour,
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a day, a week, a month, a year per se?
Hopefully a few of those
could come my way,
at least till I get old
Enough to turn gray,
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I'm from Oakland like Hammer,
and like Hammer I pray
Thank God every night
I get to see another day,
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cause in the Bay, ayy
Man you might come a -missin',
get down at the marina
by some old man fishin'
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What a decision, ignorance or wisdom,
stay free or go to jail,
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or death or livin'
Heaven or hell,
decided by your methods of livin'
If you're doin' wrong,
you better make better decisions
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Graves dark and musty,
cells harsh and rusty
Streets of wild savages,
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beasts amongst me
I'm a prince, a prophet, a poet, I must be
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I'll lead you, just trust me, c'mon
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I go to sleep in the day
I get up and clean my eye
when it's night time
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Only God knows when it's my time
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I'm tryna see my shine, I need my shine
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In the streets on the bay
These young cats won't stop dying
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Only God knows when it's my time
I'm tryna see my shine, I need my shine
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Not that I wanna die, nuh -uh,
it's far away from that
But it's hard in the hood,
especially around midnight
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It's Asians, it's mixed,
man, it ain't just blacks
All races in the bank,
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appeal your wig back
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It's a race for the scratch,
some itch quicker than others
Someone's raised to be a rat,
they'll snitch on they mother
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Let alone they brother,
deep in the depths of the gutter
Well, you gotta be slick
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like you're mixed with butter
Outsmart the popos,
broke hoes, a no -no
Livin' in the streets,
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then stay away from photos
The slicks of your skits,
cause you don't want those
By the age of four, yo,
then you's a loco
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Sellin' zits by six, they out to get modo
In the bricks without chicks,
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you're nothing, no, no
In the bricks without chips,
you just broke, po
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We dodge all like we dodged a po -po
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I   sleep in the day
I get up and creep while
when it's night time
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Only God knows when it's my time
I'm trying to see my shine,
I need my shine
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The streets are the way
These young cats won't stop dying
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Only God knows when it's my time
I'm trying to see my shine,
I need my shine
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You never know,
sometimes things don't
go as planned
That's why I keep an eye out
on even my closest friends
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Cause it's my big brand,
my coaster coaster, man
It's cutthroat,
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you might have to smoke your man
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Damn,  harsh words,
but niggas is sheisty
Careful around them young boys,
them niggas is heisty
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It ain't about colors,
you could die over a iced tea
Momma cried cause she seen
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a son on a white tee
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Likely one of his niggas did that
I told y 'all it's cold where
I live at
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Cemetery's overcrowded,
when they gonna dig at?
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Little girl 13 just got kidnapped
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Mom and daddy please know
where your kids at
Cause this is me, it's real
and we don't want that
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If you can dig this, then you can dig that
Can I get a soul clap?
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Stop, bring it back
I go to sleep in the day
I get up and creep around
when it's night time
F 
Only God knows when it's my time
I'm trying to see my shine, I need my shine
Am 
In the streets of the bay
These young cats won't stop dying
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Only God knows when it's my time
I'm trying to see my shine,
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I need my shine
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In the streets of the bay