Lyrics:
Like you don't believe
Graffiti walls made cities breath
Gangs stopped fighting and
Danced to the beat
Drug dealers question they beef
Hey, at least
The gangs are watching me
Streets and graffiti are my environment
I don't even know how to spell the word fear
Did you really think you could scare
Life everyday อยู่ในเมืองทอง City
สัก MT ยังเป็นลาย Graffiti
เสียงหวอไรมึงไปเปิดดูมูลี่
พวกกูคนจริงทั้งรุ่นน้องและรุ่นพี่
Life everyday
Road blocks and fire
Barb wire upon barb wire
This is not your country
Armoured cars, corrugated scars
Graffiti scrawls:
"This is not
get far if you're privileged
Graffiti Jack sprays in black
An Englishman can he read it back?
Deli Joe he ought to know
He runs the gang on Pastrami
get far if you're privileged
Graffiti Jack sprays in black
An Englishman can he read it back?
Deli Joe he ought to know
He runs the gang on Pastrami
will say I stepped right
And whether through religion, or stopped by the cop
shinin' his flash in my face, I'm bound to see the light
[Incomprehensible]
know one speed
Faster than angels fly
Ghost-haunted barrio in Hollywood
Graffiti stained wailin' wall
Dead-end street gang up to no good
Out
(M--Mitchell; L--DuBois)
She caught me in the washrooms / I had crayons in my hands
I want to make graffiti / I want to put a little blood / in
(M--Mitchell; L--DuBois)
She caught me in the washrooms / I had crayons in my hands
I want to make graffiti / I want to put a little blood / in
Gang Letters llego para quedarse
graffiti angelino digno solo pa plasmarse
liga de homenaje al lenguaje murales tatuajes
musica cultura pa que
있을게 like 구찌 갱
gang gang gang
gang gang gang
gang gang gang
gang gang gang
gang gang gang
gang gang gang
gang gang gang
gang gang gang
when you first
Ghetto summer jam's got the streets blocked off
Plots to knock me off get stopped short
Armed with my thoughts, move the world with an unknown force
Fliehen
In der clean GraffitiGang, da bin ich auch nicht mehr am been
Jibbit, mit Brand
Mit euch macht es kein fun
Er macht schon wieder Graffiti, dafür
Ghetto summer jam's got the streets blocked off
Plots to knock me off get stopped short
Armed with my thoughts, move the world with an unknown force
to stay
We'd only stopped for a few burritos
But they told us of the trouble with los banditos
A poor little town in need of aid
My brothers and me
""Coming from the Congo
Moving to Mabasa
Eyes on Zanzabar
Sail across the ocean
Stopped in Carolina
Down to New Orleans
Shipped me back to Georgia
Meepo Gang
Meepo Gang
Fuckin' cops, honestly
I don't know why they hate skaters so much
I mean, we're not doing anything wrong
Just leave us alone
I wanna go see the country
I want to get out of here
I'm sick of looking at graffiti
On the walls of the grey walls, the city
I want to drive in
Twelve was the age that set me off with the "graff" style.
While zapp bumping, gang banging was hype with the juvinile.
Graff grabbed my mind which
upon the rock like a pilgrim
Made money, money made power
Unstepped on as it came off the Mayflower
I come from graffiti'd halls
Now the X marks the spot
to stay
We'd only stopped for a few burritos
But they told us of the trouble with los banditos
A poor little town in need of aid
My brothers and me
get litty, huh, Winner's Circle in yo' city, huh
Get to sprayin', no graffiti, huh (ayy, ayy, huh)
Look, count all your blessings, huh, look
Gang
on the lines
We danced in the underpass's damp cement
Interpreting graffiti as we went
You scuffed your shoe through
Green bottle glass
I had a pack
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