Hate Street Dialogue

Woman, please be gone, you've stayed here much too long

Don't you wish that you could cry?

Don't you wish I would die?

Seamy, seesaw kids, child, women on the skids

The dust will choke you blind, the lust will choke your mind

I kiss the floor, one kick no more

The pig and hose have set me free

I tasted hate street's hangin' tree

I tasted hate street's hanging tree

I kiss the floor, one kick no more

The pig and hose have set me free

I've tasted hate street's hanging tree

I've tasted hate street's hanging tree

The inner city birthed me, the local pusher nursed me

Cousins make it on the street, they marry every trick they meet

A dime, a dollar, they're all the same

When a man comes in to bust your game

The turn-key comes, his face a grin

Locks the cell I'm in again

I kiss the floor, one kick no more

The pig and hose have set me free

I tasted hate street's hangin' tree

I've tasted hate street's hanging tree

I tasted hate street's hangin' tree

I've tasted hate street's hanging tree

I tasted hate street's hangin' tree

I've tasted hate street's hanging tree