Lyrics:
around
I could be your one trick pony
One thing that I'll do that will teach you a thing or two
About a wayward drifter's ways just a-cruising for a room
So I left the port authority
Between 7pm and nine
I took the express line
Straight to the boardwalk
And as I strolled down Ventnor Ave
Two cents
give
And if possible, girl, well, I would like to live
With you, but if I do it ain't everybody's business
Secretly is just how we got into this
So take
on the boat
Water is fine
Shawty fell off
Thinking she fine
Swam for her life cause she saw my buddy
That bitch knows that's it's her time
Under boardwalk
She
like your bitch under 2 seam covers
You can never steal the flow away from me I'm picking pockets
Matter of fact lemme see your bars then we'll get
Real dark night
Real, real, real, real dark night (1, 1, 2)
Real dark night you ain’t looking at the light
Put you in the end zone you is not gone
the mainstream?
Meek Mill leans forward into the
Glow of his computer screen
His expression unreadable behind a
Pair of gold sunglasses
It's April, well after two
the Parker Brothers' safe
And made a killin
And skated with about two million
But we got to pay TAX on the LUXURY
The Cella Dwellas' plan is to expand and live
boardwalk
Then I laugh like the Joker
While pissing on them
Then put on my hood wait on the next corner
The next victim look in his face
With tears in my eyes
one, two, three
Broads
On the boardwalk
Watch as we cross
Shores on Shores
Are you sure you you really want more?
Hit some chest, and some core?
Hit some
better stick to the code.
Look at those drifters over there that's precision,
That got their craft mastered like a Religion.
Fast and Furious by standers
after dreams no more original than the molds in which they pour cement
And so lies the question
Have we been bested by our cynicism, with so many lives
of danger even
Though we live in a world infinitely safer
And more predictable than
Anything our ancestors knew with their help
Our anxieties have only
Hot-blooded things are just what we are
Two swinging lovers under the stars
Put your feet in the air by the monument
You said it looks a boardwalk
Under the branches, con-vertibles fly by
The sky..
[Pharoahe Monch]
..blue, fields green
Paints a picture that creates a scene
of the destiny that
One, two, three, four
One, two, three
Asbury Park
In a sublet, I'm renting
I got a new job
I'm out painting houses
The sun on my neck
on a cigarette, two, and then three
Our conversation sputtered and spun
Over too soon before it had begun
He was a wandering drifter by trade
Out late to think
legal and
Shirt gone, sexy on
Like a mothafucka
Coming from under the
Shade in the place where we lamp
By the bar with the stars
No sand on my sneaks
So I
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
Venice boardwalk, to watch the choppers of v
From South Bay to Pasadena, yo we back on the scene
From 110, 10 405 to 5 my 9 to 5
Makin' it live
lives under my bed
It lives under my bed
I met my friends, they hear it too
Maybe for three months, or maybe for two
Parents keep telling us, you don't
Writing twisted scriptures while I'm drunk up off this liquor
I'm Svengali I'm so sinister I'll pop your bubble like a blister
Call me mister drifter get
the sky for me, it's time to be
No time to fight for peace, or fight crime
Sidewind through your New York Time's-line
Boardwalk to high line, sword
Dancing Under The Street Light (Live ya Street Life)-EDM
Written By: R. DarkaShade 07/08/2023
Live your street life
Let nobody stop you
Life is too
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