Lyrics:
quite as original
As I
I'm like a hebrew speaking a negro spiritual
I'm motivated, mostly hated by generations
Of rap fans who don't know
How it was all
himnusz
Kicsi fikusz az egódnak egy mínusz
Mindjárt elfogy mint Kovi LUX
Az utcán fővárosi nagy cirkusz
Ez Street Life itt jól jön a Kung-Fu
Causing dread like them man are Weezy
Tempted by the life like, tease me tease me
But the devil is a liar, please believe me
Him seh fi press trigger like
play on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets
They don't teach us the ABC's
We play on the hard
So you wanna be a superstar
But you're locked inside
you'll never get far
You'd give up all your life
To taste the paradise
But I'mma
way street
Since you came to save me
Forever I'll love thee
Living in the two way street
Each day you teach me
you lead me by hand, lead me by hand
bust a couple jugs
Had to get my paper right
Counting all the blue strips
How Im livin' my life
She for the streets
Ever since I cut her off, she actin'
I was by myself when I saw you the first time
Took me weeks to figure out who you were
On the top floor, in our building on Broad Street
You're still
game yea the streets kno
Yea I stick to the code that's the GCODE bitch
I'm living my life and the streets kno it
Niggas riding with heat
To the first years of my life, my inspiration
I remember Elm Street
A-S-H-E-B-O-R-O
The first place I would call my home
I remember Elm Street
A-S-H-E-B-O-R-O
I remember back in the summer nights
I was hustling right under the street lights
I know life is a war I'm just here to fight
Know my baby is crying
down by law and I know my way around
On 42nd Street, lookin' for some action
Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction
One young punk just
Give me a chance
Let me tell you who am I
I'm the bwoyy from the street
And I never gave up
Give me me a chance
Let me tell you who am I
From
Rule number one, in these streets never fold Yeah, I'm tryna get rich off them drugs like
Duvy, bring the load Yeah, I'm with my niggas chasin'
What your life like?
The streets is my hustle, I've been through the struggle
Where them people be with you, but they really don't love you
I'm
What your life like?
The streets is my hustle, I've been through the struggle
Where them people be with you, but they really don't love you
I'm
She said I wanna hold you down, but we ain't never gonna be right
'Cause you too caught up in the street life
But that's the only life I know
She
making ugly faces
Cuz little do they know
Oh oh oh oh oh
Think of all the problems that never will be solved
People by the masses different types
niggas, they be chillen' off Eagle Street
A hustla, they chill and live they thug life on that V. Street
A gangsta, no busta represent that fuckin'' 13th
se nevyplácí veř mi o čem mluvím
Popálil jsem se hodněkrát a nepřeju to druhým
Až moc pravdivej na to abys to pochopil
Nenosíš moje boty, takže asi bys
feel I'm by myself
I've been to war nobodys left
Street life
I'm tryna make it out this street life
I'm tryna make it out this street, oooh
Yea,
1.2.3. Joosuc and Epik High
1.2.3. We be livin' street life
This is street life
I was born in city
This is street love
I'll be mourned by
Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just
to a life of crime
For every mother that held a son in the street bleedin'
Cryin' a song of sorrow to dark and deep for speakin'
Just a moment outside
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