Lyrics:
Look, I know the streets ain't safe
I stay dangerous either way
I been through hell, wish me well
I know you won't kiss and tell
I'm not cool with
you dare to
Come along with me
Pulling into the city at night
Every street has a name
Reminds me of the places that I’ve been to
It all begins to look
3,2,1, leggo
This is it
Our backs are against the wall
It's a slippery street
But we're ready to gamble and risk it all
White pages are filled now
shaved dome
Looking like a drone
Suited like a clone
In my new throne
Look how much I've grown
No more in the hood
Now we living good
First fam understood
I've been waiting for this day to come
Hope stayed alive inside me all along
It was like a siren, a secret song
That in the darkest moments kept
to make talk to them nice
I wanted them to like me yea!!
But the time went by and the look in their eye said its never gonna do the trick.
shes
I live on the street, it is my home
All my life I've been alone
I see people passing by
And they lower their eyes
It's been like this for so
to make talk to them nice
I wanted them to like me yea!!
But the time went by and the look in their eye said its never gonna do the trick
[Chorus:]
And I ride a wild buck through the streets of Brooklyn
We travel and we roam, we're an American band
Where I lay my head's my home with my american man
I
Sweat till ya fake silver platinum chains is tarnishin
Women shakin they ovaries, look what we accomplishin, what..
(Chorus)
We got better lyrics
be going down
And when the sun is pounding on the pavement
And the streets are dripping sex
And murder gets to sounding like a kind of inner peace
around, see a cop get blast
Even the girls get stop by tax
Outsidaz, what, what, what, like today
We doin' it to girls look like Tyra Banks
Drop the CD,
All our mates that we once knew said they were happy,
Always shouting in the street, just like you and me,
Always finding laughter, fun and games
long life ride
Don't be evil eyed
Look at the bright side
Even if inside
There's a low tide
And you can't confide
In anyone cause of your pride
Okay I
low pro incase the ops see me
Im tryna be me and they wanna soap opera like tv
I heard they got a price on my head like beanies
I wish a nigga would
I heard yall talking about me
Non important bitches talking about me
With all the toxicity i swear to God yall gon turn me back to the old me
I work
See ive been writing hiphop
Since sara stored food in a country crock
Started with poetry when I was six
Windy tried to fly me to bad i got sick
I
im possesed by this demon
Yes i was schemin the day i was born
With a flame and a storm
But satans spawn came into play way later on
So at least i was
I'm still lost in time
Still waiting for you (I wait for you)
Another year goes by without you
I still think about you
They call me a creep and say
are reality
And foes come after thee
And look at depressant medication at the pharmacy
Until the realization of harmony
Check all light for a daily
I was twisting branches to impress the other kids
And I made flowers look the way that I thought other people might like
But I found solace in
to quit iv'e been trying to build a biz like lethal
Pocket full of cash but i'ts all legal
I fucking hate the tax man over all people
Netflix and i'm
velvet, fly it afar
Drownin in riches
But not like aladin, I feel like jafar
Gimme the stand
Like a dog the mic I'll victimize (Michael Vick)
Yeah, Look
There might be housewives and children listening, but mostly just cornfields and cows
(So) I have a seven-second delay, a switch by my radio board
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