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We burnt the city down here
Late last night
Dante's inferno meets the Price is Right
A lot like in the movies
And it smelled like vicory
I barely made it through
With some new shoes and a few CDs
1-800-SEE YA...
I heard somebody cheer
Now it's about a 12 mile walk
To get a godd*mn beer
It makes you laugh
It makes you cry
It makes you pi*s
Don't have a heartattack
StreetLife, Night Life
Sex Life, Wild Life
You're Breathin' It
I saw this TV show on toxic waste
Just when I'm gettin' kinda used to the taste
Now I don't mind some danger
So, I took a little hit
And now a message 'bout the ozone layer
You're Breathin' It
And it smells so bad
It'll smack ya through the window so hard
You're p*ssin' Windex, no foolin'
Picknicking hard in your moma's backyard
With a Philly's blunt
And an uzi in the cooler
It makes you laugh
It makes you cry
It makes you pi*s
Don't have a heartattack
StreetLife, Night Life
Sex Life, Wild Life
You're Breathin' It
StreetLife, Night Life
Sex Life, Wild Life
You're Breathin' It
And if you think that violence
Never solved a thing, I differ
It solved some crackhead dealer
Down on 14th street much quicker
Explosions way uptown
And if you're wondering where our homeboy is 'bout now
(You're Breathin' Him...)