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 goddamn beer

It makes you laugh

It makes you cry

It makes you piss



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 pissin' 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 piss



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...)