Lyrics:

Livin inside enclosed walls Got no money in my pockets No pictures on the walls Wake up with a gun on my head That's the life, the life I've lead What can I do? Life's hard so I gotta be hard too But things always seem to get in my way But I'm gonna get over for another day Survival of the streets Livin in burnt out buildings Livin in the streets It's the life of the cro-mags Survival of the streets Never know what's comin up ahead If the beast pulls the trigger could wind up dead