Lyrics:
Yeah, alright, Kadalack Boyz
East side, west side, south side
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in
the street
They begin weaving in and
Out of the lumbering
Trucks they get increasingly brazen
Driving doughnuts that leave wide black
Orbs of burnt rubber in
major
Traveling the world, collecting paper, pissing off these haters
Come back home and invest in something then ball out later
In five star
that?
BEN
(In the darkness BRIAN just makes out an emaciated figure, suspended on the
wall, with his feet off the ground, by chains round his wrists.
stank
Grind out of town, got a stash by the gas tank
Big Cat, fronted a hundred, I bought a hundred
Now I got a lot of money, known for doin a lot
bring my partna in yeah that Pokey
Hes comin out that Southside, yeah the Stone
You know he's comin through with
A pocket full of chrome
[Verse 5: Big
bring my partna in yeah that Pokey
Hes comin out that Southside, yeah the Stone
You know he's comin through with
A pocket full of chrome
[Verse 5: Big
the future's in sight,
We'll keep chasing the horizon, till the stars ignite ooh-yeah
[Verse]
Through winding roads and city streets we roam,
In search
His friend it's his dream battle to me
Battle rap is street shit and you
Not make it up out one
So whether I'm standin' in front of the
Body or on top
(Big Moe)
Yeee-yeee haahee yeehaa, yeee-yaahee
That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chillin with my partna named D-mo
Its on his birthday we comin through
In
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
Most are named after streets
And neighborhoods in the
Borough during the rehearsals
For Fashion Rocks, the New York
Fashion Week concert fund raiser
through the hall with the big blammers
Bentaygas parked, let me handle this
Jewelry that's flashy, jeans is a thousand
We slick nasty
Pull out a hundred in
New York (uh)
One hand in the air for the big city (uh)
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty (uh)
No place in the world that could
the worst,
Emptied out by a single word
There is a hollow in me now
So I put my faith in something unknown
I'm living on such sweet nothing
But I'm
Big cake (guala) , big grape (Fizzle)
Big grape street, dick make her legs shake
Bake weight, cook cake, shake and bake
Chickens and the plays on Debo
of
There's nothin' you can't do (yeah)
Now you're in New York (you're in New York)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Street, Ben Jury
Shout out to Lamessie and Amanda, from LMAC
Down in Singapore, (Voss!), Yeah, my lil' brother Dano, Dano West, As-salamu alaykum
(Street
drive through boundary
And where's Lethal? He ain't in boundary
27, big achiever e2 weaver
Had the first Sega
Blud, I emerged out of jungle fever
Volume
you all haters
Open your dome before that long scope
Put your face in the stars like Carl Sagan
Walking around cross faded giving you
Those raw hay
buyin rap records jammin def beats
Then dissin rap artists out in the streets
You always say our jams are wack but yours'll be tight
But you never been
deflatable
Solid foundation built up by some players
Street nigga just trying to make up a meal
Street niggas spent some nights with no meal
Street niggas in
New York (uh)
One hand in the air for the big city (uh)
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty (uh)
No place in the world that could
the Asians, wrist by Lorraine
Big Pharrell praying hands big P, big P
Buss down face, two levitating hands
I wanna see the money in cash
So that I can truly
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