You’re All Alone lyrics

[Intro: Madd Rapper]
Yo, you better watch your back out here, boy. You never know who's gonna get chu. It could be someone in your face everyday, you know what I'm sayin'? Smilin' and grinnin', you know what I'm sayin'? Word up

[Chorus: Madd Rapper]
You all alone, you all alone
You all alone in these streets
You all alone, you all alone
You all alone in these streets
You all alone, you all alone
Betta keep ya eyes open and ya hands on the chrome

[Verse 1: Picasso Black]
n*gga crazy cat about to blow dis, get rich and stay lowest
Laid in the cut but ya'll b*tches still know this
When it comes to chips, you know my n*ggas stay focused
What I mean, We gotta eat, ain't nuthin' sweat with that broke sh*t
Gotta stack it all now, so we can creep
Blowin' smoke out the door now, boat by the shore now
I'd rather use my mind first, Instead of slugs
Hittin' n*ggas when the nine burst, nine bodies and nine hearse
Nine funerals all held in the same church
Thinkin' it's gonna get better but dog it only get worse
Never seen success in my life, son that sh*t hurt
Possessed by the demons at night, sh*t I've been cursed
For all my n*ggas holdin' it down, smokin' the pund
Keep ya gun close and keep low to the ground
There is a lotta unfamiliar faces roamin' around
And I won't be satisfied until they low underground
[Chorus: Madd Rapper & Picasso Black]
You all alone, you all alone
Betta keep ya eyes open and ya hands on the chrome
You all alone, you all alone
You all alone in these streets
You all alone, you all alone
You all alone in these streets
You all alone, you all alone
Betta keep ya eyes open and ya hands on the chrome

[Verse 2: Madd Rapper]
Every morning I start my day off B, all alone
Sometimes I feel like it's just me and the weed
Just me and my seed, can't even trust my mans, Lord
What's the plans, Lord? I'm in need
Can't go back to makin' n*ggas bleed, or back up north
Or back and forth, no time for slackin' off
Seen the Devil in my dreams, gotta back him off
He makes me do things, rude things
Editorial slangs, like Wu-Tang, and wild mood swings
Like catchin' a stick, or slappin' my b*tch
Got me ready to flip on her, smelled di*k on her
Cause I'm broke she found the next cat to trick on her
Not to mention, I heard it through the grapevine
n*ggas is after me, thinkin' of blastin' me
Haters speakin' all my name in Blasphemy
Gotta pack a gat now, oh, it's like that now
You copped P, you wanna strap now
It's bein' black now, you all alone so whatcha back now
[TMR and Pikasoe Black]
You All Alone, You All Alone
You All Alone in these streets
You All Alone, You All Alone
You All Alone in these streets
You All Alone, You All Alone
Betta keep ya eyes open and ya hands on the chrome

[Chorus: Madd Rapper & Picasso Black]
You all alone, you all alone
You all alone in these streets
You all alone, you all alone
You all alone in these streets
You all alone, you all alone
Betta keep ya eyes open and ya hands on the chrome

[Verse 3: Picasso Black]
n*ggas better pay attention cuz the street got eyes
I'll be flippin' on your fam, and defeatin' your guys
You can't see the enemy, cause they dun bleached ya eyes
Reached yo pies, touched you when you creeped on by
n*ggas know around the corner is the seat that lies
Never go that route, why, cause we too wise
Brooklyn-I, 4-2-0 or 3-2-5
SLK, E-Class, what we tryin' to drive
n*ggas strive for a mil, I want four point five
If you ride like I'm real than you walk them lines
New York unkind the fake n*ggas, go and tell the jake n*ggas
Hit you for your do, and leave you in the lake, n*gga
You all alone in the streets, cousine
Better keep ya eyes open for these creeps [?]
Thuggin', sunk low in the Jeep truck, and release slugs
Police duckin', and why n*ggas keep [?]
[?], lift you off your feet for frontin'
Jus peep streets is deep, end of discussion
[Chorus: Madd Rapper & Picasso Black]
You all alone, you all alone
You all alone in these streets
You all alone, you all alone
You all alone in these streets
You all alone, you all alone
Betta keep ya eyes open and ya hands on the chrome
You all alone, you all alone
You all alone in these streets
You all alone, you all alone
You all alone in these streets
You all alone, you all alone
Betta keep ya eyes open and ya hands on the chrome