Got the streets in a lock, I'ma make you love me Baby, do you trust me? Do you trust me? Baby, do you trust me? Baby, do you trust me? I know you gon' be the one that's gon' hold me down When it's time to put in work you know I'm always 'round Tote that

See how I miss you? See how I miss you? (hey you, hey you) Rays of the moon make magic in the streets of the city All the people get strange but their faces look so pretty All the walking graffiti, survivalist bums Even the secret police shout that

You're in danger I've escaped Had wild dreams Walkin' the streets Hell we were young Never looked back So we took our dreams

Mi na watch dem face Mannin' da streets Gwann on somethin' Plant up da green so we na touch mutton Na watch nuttin' Don't be about the trouble, just free your mind Don't be under the rubble, this is your time Don't care about the struggle, just free your

I’ve watched the lamp lights fade, a flare trembles and quivers that kept me safe Warm concrete streets, I used to call home Laid in brick and broken stone so a merchant I'll stay Staying caught in the sway of the break Set aflame, set aflame, set aflame

Last time that I checked It was five chains on my neck It was no smut on my rep, last time that I checked I was sellin' zones in the set Make a quarter mill no sweat, last time that I checked I'm the street's voice out west Legendary self-made progress,

I've been runnin' these streets, got me dehydrated I've been livin' so crazy, feel like I'm dyin', baby Blood in my eyes, I'm goin' blind, oh I'm dyin' so I can live, so I can live, I resurrected it Stuck in these streets, feel like my life froze I'm

Swaying to the symphony Just like the Pied Piper Led rats through the streets We dance like marionettes Of destruction You take a mortal man And put him in control Watch him become a god Watch people's heads a'roll

Just drop the top, hot box the block Gon’ have the time of your life We gon’ hit the streets Take you on the ride of your life I’ll take you on the ride of your life Need you here on the passenger side Might change your life I been doing shit these hoes

Jumped right off the porch and straight to the streets I went and got me some dough But that ain't enough, I want some more I want some more and some more Jumped right out of class and straight to the club Now she dancing on the pole But that ain't