Streets Keep Calling
Philly Watts
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I major in the art of unstoppable powers Spoken word form, lyrical shots to kill cowards We're the chosen, elite emcees That come together through the gift of speech to reach the souls of the weak Deep, like the depths of the Grand Canyon My thoughts start dancing to the rhythm and romancing the track I get close enough to love it, clutch tight Then I stab it in the back Cuz I'm murdering mics with ice picks My styles' sick when I slice it Like a hitman from behind Dropping bodies on some silent night shit Say goodnight bitch You can't bite these lyrics I'm blazing I'm all up in your face, irritating like a thorn in your side I keep pushing on so with the mic I ignite and shine light inside To come alive just to breathe again The streets keep calling, temptation in my face But every turn I make leaves me trapped in a cage Like dark alley ways or being lost in a maze I'm running in circles like a rat in a race Trying to find the cheese But only finding police that want to lock me up Decisions leave me stuck My choices, bad luck, I put myself up in a rut But I'm not going back no more Creeping up out the cut, looking fresh, feeling good Haters want to salt my game but they end up getting shook Which brings me to the topic something serious and real I look around and all I see is something wicked and I feel Like I'm surrounded, suckers by the thousands I seek my shelter going underground, and I I keep spitting game, the knowledge for your brain But when I'm on stage people look at me insane If you ain't come to party, get the hell out my face I don't mean to be rude, but I'm tired of all these fake Sucker emcees, its time, to revolutionize So the ones that ain't with it need to back on up Cuz you know that I'm coming with these rhymes that bust Holes in your body, while the girls are acting naughty from the clubs to the afterparty Yeah I hear 'em calling but this song ain't for yall The streets keep calling, temptation in my face But every turn I make leaves me trapped in a cage Like dark alley ways or being lost in a maze I'm running in circles like a rat in a race Trying to find the cheese But only finding police that want to lock me up Decisions leave me stuck My choices, bad luck, I put myself up in a rut But I'm not going back no more The streets keep calling (Streets keep calling), temptation in my face But every turn I make leaves me trapped in a cage (Trapped in a cage) Like dark alley ways or being lost in a maze I'm running in circles like a rat in a race (Lost in a maze) Trying to find the cheese But only finding police that want to lock me up (Rat in a race) Decisions leave me stuck My choices, bad luck (Trying to find the cheese) I put myself up in a rut But I'm not going back no more
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