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...)