It goes something like this: over and over...
Street lights turn on, I go enjoying your night visuals,
Me and my team on the scene is styling so original,
But it′s all habitual of course 'cause delinquentes:
Hard life, super strife, where did I put my buck knife?
Feeling like there′s something higher than i've ever done,
Believe so hard my soul is on fire flying towards the sun.
Please get sent so far lower, send a prayer to Gehova,
Turn it up break it down,
Break it now break it now a little bit slower...
Wish through the clover,
Cling to your lover and treat the noche like there will never be
Another, we're now out in the open,
We keep it undercover,
The hard time, will make it mine, make it rhyme
Over and over ...
And over again...
We′ll be right in the middle of the
Street conflict sometimes losing friends...
Over and over.
Unattraction to paradise feeling it ′cause it's so nice feel the
Streets can I 9to 5 can I survive with the silence I′m seeing this
Psychotic circus dysfunction is uplifted and hard work is worthless:
You work, you earn, you save, you build,
You hit it hard from the bottom to the top to make a mil.
We host this burden over and over...
While singing songs of freedom written by a soldier,
So those that got a baby her maybe better hold her and
If you speaking mean, she hears every word you throw her.
When speaking of the crown,
Beware of the beholder, the eyes of the liar make fire grow...
Over and over ...
And over again...
We'll be right in the middle of the
Street conflict sometimes losing friends...
Over and over.
Living in California sunshine fills and keep them green growing
Lovely on the Malbound hills and rapper inner city dogs with
Small to kill no grease for the sun beating down a like hot chill.
That′s just the way I deal,
When I get troubled I go to the sea and the mountains to get out of
The struggle: back stroking calm waters,
Sniff champagne bubbles,
'Cause my life is tough like the hardway doubles.
Don′t let the stress follow me, take it don't want no ball.
No interest for paying the...
The world is so hollow,
That's why I know many but roll with
Few and like me they do stay true...
Over and over ...
And over again...
We′ll be right in the middle of the
Street conflict sometimes losing friends...
Over and over.
