Lyrics:
to the Streets album
We have so many entertainers
I would like to welcome to the stage right now
Allure, Case, Common Sense and The Firm's very own AZ
Come
the presence of crooks
We live this street life
Written By: DL Clark
gangster
Talking all that weaponry
Now your head bashed
Master homie you ain't scared of me
What you fail to realize
I got killers out here in the street
days, good old days
Wanna make it to heaven's gate, yeah (oh)
And we need to escalate, I need
I need direction (i need direction)
To that street
My life, my, my li, li, li, li, li, li, My life is in love
Its just my lustt, for da streets
That got me sexing her
My life, my, my li, li, li, li,
gave this playa life
Ain't no use for lyin my daddy hollerin he ain't mine
He commited a crime when he told that fucking lie
Lead me to the streets look
[02:57]Mikor látnak be a szar fejek a street, az aszfalt mögé?
[03:00]Mikor a Ludditák ennek a sok felmagasztalt közé!
[03:01]Mikor kerülnek a sztalkerek
[Verse One: AZ the Visualiza]
Visualizin the realism of life and actuality
Fuck who's the baddest a person's status depends on salary
And my
gettin leathal an I,
you know the drama boys, down fo life the Suave an I, to the dirt,
drama boys, wit Ball got drama that will work,
make 'em feel
and the sky
I learned about life at school and outside
Mesék
Régen volt, messze az időben
Mikor minden egyszerű volt, mint egy pofon.
Live my life by moonlight. Live my life by moonlight. Live my life by moonlight
Everything is alright, livin' my life after midnight
Live my life by
ninety-four became the subject of half of y'all n*ggaz rhymes
Public apoligies to the families of those caught up in my street
But that's the life for us lost
[NAS]
In my darkest days lighting up the rightous smoke
Cause I'm dealing with this thug life crisis and can't cope
Niggas on my dick beef don't
[NAS]
In my darkest days lighting up the rightous smoke
Cause I'm dealing with this thug life crisis and can't cope
Niggas on my dick beef don't
Brainwashed by the television
We lost in the war we live in
Double cross, love lost, no religion
Street livin', oh my gosh
Another brother got shot by
fun
Got a whole beat team tryin' to do what I do
Whole street team tryin' do what I do
Like what? Double countin' me out?
Forget it, i'm the best
gettin leathal an I,
you know the drama boys, down fo life the Suave an I, to the dirt,
drama boys, wit Ball got drama that will work,
make 'em feel
Uh-huh uh huh uh
Gee-gee-geyeah
Baby, watching, streets
Uh-huh uh huh uh
Live from Brooklyn
Uh-huh uh
The streets is watching
Check it, check
Uh-huh uh huh uh
Gee-gee-geyeah
Baby, watching, streets
Uh-huh uh huh uh
Live from Brooklyn
Uh-huh uh
The streets is watching
Check it, check
Talk the street life, walk the street life
Love the street life, live the street life
By the street life, supply the street life
Ride and stay tight,
strap Set it off had it sounded
Like the Nolia clap Got 2 strikes nigga dodgin the
P.O,P.O's This real life leave ya brains in da thresh hole
I a street
misty, my life's predicted by a gypsy
I'll one day walk into shots, drunk off champagne from Sicily
This be the drama, I'ma pause like a comma in
& Nesses now
And while the streets grow weary
Of these sucker niggas
Watch me grow while i be
Coming scarier than other niggas
Im tired of crossing a life
You perceive by false assumption
So you think you know Slaytanic huh?
Listen up
This is a business
Not a home for irresponsible pus brains
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