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Eyebrows Down (Feat Tity Boi And Dolla Boy)

It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets

Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these streets

So please pay attention when you're coming around

'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets

Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these streets

So please pay attention when you're coming around

'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?I'm still back for the first damn time

So grab a hold of your seats while I open your mind

And take you back to when I dropped down from heaven

And I came out my moms and had a mic as my fucking weapon

When I was three I was just a little G

But if you looked in my eyes you'd see the future of a real MC

And at the age of nine I wrote my first rhyme

Soon rapping became one of my favorite pastimes

Every where that I went spitting and babbling

Showing my ass, growing up then started traveling

From one city to the next, Luda landed in the ATL

Where the pimps and the players dwell

I made a tape, did shows and got exposure

And kept learning as my black ass got older

No matter what I just kept at my trade

I made mistakes but stayed sharper then a Ginsu bladeIt ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets

Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these streets

So please pay attention when you're coming around

'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets

Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these streets

So please pay attention when you're coming around

'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?Age fourteen, my talent show a beast outta cage

I would of won but disqualified for jumping off stage

But I ain't care, cause this game has started to open it's arms

When I was at Banneker High School pulling fire alarms

So I could get a crowd around me, make a name for my block

People told me "keep flowing," they ain't want me to stop

Was back when Big Nose John was my human beat box

We'd skip school, hit open campus and watch out for street cops

Now I'm known around the town as that nigga that raps

From the hills that made high to them G roll traps

And I was still making demo's, perfecting the craft

And some said I wouldn't make it, they would giggle and laugh

So I picked up a couple books by Donald Goins

Bout the business of this shit, how to flip a few coins

Before the age of eighteen, I was destined to make it

My bank account read Disturbing The Peace, incorporatedIt ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets

Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these streets

So please pay attention when you're coming around

'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets

Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these streets

So please pay attention when you're coming around

'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?Age eighteen, I'm strugglin', just to survive

But got a gig workin' for change at 97.5

Now I'm rapping on the radio, increasing their numbers

Still Ludacris but alias was Cris Luva Luva

Late nights I'm in they studio and using they tools

Me and Puma smoking weed and breaking all of their rules

And I was krunk, all the big wigs was hearing my songs

But nobody did shit and they was taking too long

So three years went past, and I saved enough cash

To make my own record label and put myself on blast

The album was independent, it was just for the streets

I sold a one thousand copies in my first fuckin' week

Then went on to sell fifty, put the cash in my hand

All the record companies bite me, but I chose Def Jam

And the main reason that I made it and I love the A-town

Was 'cause the block had its eye brows down, ya heard me?It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets

Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these streets

So please pay attention when you're coming around

'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets

Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these streets

So please pay attention when you're coming around

'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?

Songwriters

CHRISTOPHER BRIDGES, CHRISTOPHER BRIAN BRIDGES, T. COOKPublished by

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