Lyrics:
(uh-uh)
Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease (for sho')
Still got love for the streets, reppin' 213 (for life)
Still the beats bang, still doin'
the streets
Why I got to grind
Cause I was made in the streets
Why you move the way you do
I Learned from the streets
I know I don't look it but I came from
like Jason
Money stack and racks and raps
Rip by Ray, Mishap, and Epitats
'Cause suckers are scared straight
Prepare for the wrath
A psychopath when
Transition to the parks and the streets
Money talk, experience the need
Coming in quick
And then making them
Mad again
Living that life
it's so free to be
Out
it as a sign on how
Im living my life
Who can I trust
I put my faith in the lord
My soul is protected by
The shield and the sword
This right here my
Me and my closest road dogz
To my dog named Musolini, Big Syke, Thug Life baby
The return of the mashers, you know how we do it ha ha ha!
S***
Me and my closest road dogz
To my dog named Musolini, Big Syke, Thug Life baby
The return of the mashers, you know how we do it ha ha ha!
Shit
and the thunder
By the time that you realized that it's goin' down
You may find yourself going underground
When they see that this life is upon us
We would see
both cried
We used, to talk about how life gon' be when we get bread
Now I'm wonderin' why he dead
It's the streets man
It's the streets man
Yeah, It's
know it ain't been sweet
All my life I been in the streets
All my life up against concrete
All my life mama gave me the speech
All my life somebody died
they're the people on the street
Where the fuzz in the navel make the people want to eat
My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life
Get found
that's a no-no
The streets ain't the only ones watching, taking photos
And life ain't bitches and money
This life's bout getting this money
Because
himnusz
Kicsi fikusz az egódnak egy mínusz
Mindjárt elfogy mint Kovi LUX
Az utcán fővárosi nagy cirkusz
Ez Street Life itt jól jön a Kung-Fu
the hoes favor
Who's the most underrated, G Rap, AZ, or Jada?
Allah savior, bark but sharp as a razor
With street smarts in a Jedi heart like Darth Vader
So you wanna be a superstar
But you're locked inside
you'll never get far
You'd give up all your life
To taste the paradise
But I'mma
Yeah, Run up the streets (up the streets)
5 in the morning that's how my life be, yuh
Float down the stream (down the stream)
Let's get up higher
younsters on the streets tryin' get paid)
from the cradle to the grave
there's some youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid
Back to life (from
(uh-uh)
Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease (for sho')
Still got love for the streets, reppin' 213 (for life)
Still the beats bang, still doin'
quite as original
As I
I'm like a hebrew speaking a negro spiritual
I'm motivated, mostly hated by generations
Of rap fans who don't know
How it was all
See as the matter day be from upper iso to cape town
We day shutdown show
See as the matter day be from cape town to Az We day kill the show
See
the rumble
Streets are like a jungle, can't let my cipher crumble
Vivid thoughts, Devils resort to trick knowledge
They kick garbage, lust for chicks
Time Now
Everybody… Come On!
May Our Homes Be Filled With Dancing
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
May Our Streets Be Filled With Joy.
May Injustice Bow To Jesus
Everybody… Come On!
May Our Homes Be Filled With Dancing
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
May Our Streets Be Filled With Joy.
May Injustice Bow To Jesus
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
down by law and I know my way around
On 42nd Street, lookin' for some action
Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction
One young punk just
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