Lyrics:
Just a K Street walker, got nowhere to go
K Street walker, got nowhere to go
My hair is tied back and I'm moving so slow
Woah, got nowhere to go
step on broken glass, and dream of soft clouds
When feelings are heavy they become all we are
And we become night time dreamers
And street walkers
I find myself in the middle of a back street fight
No referee no boxing gloves and only one street light
Curb crawlers, I'm just a back street walker
the creatures of the night,
Oh yeah.
I'm a sleepwalker.
I'm a night stalker.
I'm a street walker.
I'm a night hawker.
Ev'rybody got secrets that
the creatures of the night,
Oh yeah.
I'm a sleepwalker.
I'm a night stalker.
I'm a street walker.
I'm a night hawker.
Ev'rybody got secrets that
Jonny Was, a street walker(x 4)
He travels light
Ooh, you should've seen him
Walked right past ya
You could not believe it
Lyin?on the street corner
I'm a night crawler
Broad day street walker
If the pussy good
I pray she answer before I call her You want double C Chanel Chanel She fuckin with
Street walker in the middle of the day
Been up all night trying to earn your pay
Mama told you when you ran away
It's not easy
There's no pity
In
Oh, street walker in cloves
Tell me where you go
Tell me where you go
Tell me where you go,
Tell me where you walk without moving at all
Oh what
She's a street walker
A sweet sweet talker
A real good looker
Her name is Miss Walker
Yes she's my shebeen queen
Oh oh oh
She's a midnight sleeper
of me
I'd rather die before than see my dreams turned off!
Street walkers under moonlight drifting
on the edge of fear and risk, looking for
else could it be?
Than a street walker
Who else could it be?
Than my lost father
Who else could it be?
Than the fucking police
I could fashion
She's a street walker
Dirty talker got no father
She do what I taught her
Money launder
Riding in a black impala
Getting caught up
She take then
own.
You can have your street walkers
and your Honky Tonk Angels
I'll take my woman, I love my wife.
There ain't nothing quite like the
sweet loving she
away,
She had to go and catch a flight, alright
Street walker in them clubs, yeah, she runnin' through the night, alright
She left her man, and she don't
I'm no candle that can be blowin' out in the wind
I'm no suffering like, the game I'm in
I'm no street walker, I got fire and brimstone
Sorry
the fat, mack EightBall to most of y'all
You a hoe need a pimp, I'm the one you supposed to call
Shit talker, somebody's daughter she my street walker
She
the fantasy will never stop
On Hot Street, ooh
(She is) A street walker when there's time to spare
Big spenders holding their share
A heart of gold, but
a hoe need a pimp, I'm the one you supposed to call
S*** talker, somebody's daughter she my street walker
She call me daddy, she a hoe so that's what
the Gaza Strip
You know where all the monsters is
Street walkers
You don't see no consciousness I'm coming back to where
The core of the problem is
We
the block hot
Niggas talking, nosy neighbors and everything
But a coffin, the hood filled with dope fiends and street walkers
Babies crying, hop signs,
shit, Big figure shit
We on some nigga shit, Nigga shit
Smoke a spliff, hard liquor shit, Hard liquor beatch
See I'ma, street walker, gun clapper
a street walker
I get by being a funny talker
All those funny jokes sting, so keep walking
And the hail falls hard
And the wind whips my face
And I'm
the Gaza Strip
You know where all the monsters is
Street walkers
You don't see no consciousness I'm coming back to where
The core of the problem is
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