Lyrics:
street
Too many rhythms are dancing here
cnd I can't find the beat
Let alone a rhyme or a reason
For the man caught up in these things
To some far off
me, I sense the jealousy
I got telepathy, I got the recipe
I got the streets and I don't got no felonies
Forward thinking yeah my mind is ahead of me
down the street
Then we sat by the water and drank fudge daiquiris
He's doing ninety on the freeway cause we're late to the gig
And I'm clutching for my
with the Ice
Are you insane?
This shit is bigger than me
Be warned
It's the calm before the storm
And every fuckin thing I write
Is gonna be analyzed by
man half beast the centaur
Never on the streets, found deep in the underground
Elite on the beat, MC's wonder how, huh
Cuz when I throw down crowds
I've been stickn it (stickn it)
Asked her what she meant by it (by it)
She said baby you know beat it (beat it)
Found myself on the street
Trying
OD'ing on the beat like the needles up in my arm
Then I whip your ass if you do not listen just like your moms
When I count to five, by the time I open
I used to be a little man learning how it goes
Listening to Akon singing in the flow
Got the street smarts 'cause my brothers beat a lot
Taught me
If you don't use your left brain
From across the street, they popping heat
Keep beefing with that propane
I keep the peace and kill these beats
'Til I
shredded by
The metal headed lead feet
Son 'em and dead 'em like
A dad that's dead beat
Beat him like a dead horse, nasty as red meat
DOOM memorize rhymes
50 shots flyin', fly
Nigga, you want beef with I?
I hope you lyin', but why?
In the middle of tha night, I be fatigued, camouflagin' by
Huh? Nigga,
packin’ all the beaks
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Murder on the street
Murder on this beat
Murder on this tree
Social gatherings
I pass away the ways of evil
Words of man's mouth
without tiffany
N-o-r-e, I just lace the heat
I don't complain about the track, give me any beat
I get hed in the wip on any street
I fuck wit clue, other
rap could be attacked
Is ignorin' the simple fact
That they never ment us to speak
They had planned to keep the black man weak
But rap hit the streets
Santa Mo'
Rollin' in the old main street, birlin' like an ol' dead beat
Ah, don't go near just leave him alone
He's lovin' it, lovin' it
Just like your
I was taught to stay out of the streets
All I do ride beats
Make heat
Yea yea
You wanna verse I charge for a feat
This heat is not free
Nigga you
no one else (nah)
It's you by yourself, yeah (it's you)
In spite of the crowd
Baby, no one else matters (let's go)
It started off with a kiss,
of the street
I ain't no thief, I'm just trying to eat
Man fuck the police and President (Georgia) Bush
So what happened to the levees, why wasn't they steady?
when you live this way
No-no-no, no-no-no
I don't wanna die alone
Is you givin' out that pussy when I'm not at home?
I'm in the streets and you can
I’m the second coming of young Jeezy
The Streets need me
The beats feed me
Jays get repeated
The lames so heated
Fuck wats he’s speaking
Shit
Early morning but it's late at night
2 AM is just a different vibe
Streetlights pass as the days go by
As my heart beats slow into the night
My
Train
Tookie Williams over Coltrane
Eric B by the rope chain
R-S-C, we fosho bang
Tiny Locs and they go crazy
What you know about the dope game?
Was
Rolling no destination just whipping n bendin blocks
Passing by pops I gotta taurus he gotta glock
Covic 19 running rampant so da streets empty
child decade
Listening to R&B while drinking lemonade
Move your body to the rhythm and beat
Show that amazing footwork in the street
With baggy clothes
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