Gon rock and roll the streets and shake the whole city I got a big bang theory my hardcore comittee Chronic low ridin bitches with silicon tities (we gon bounce and ball until the wheels fall off) I got a big bang theory my hardcore committee Affiliated

Skinny Mike Amiris like I skate We just fuck around, we don't date I went straight up there to Mars, so they hate And I got a lot of cars, they all up to date I was at the bottom, literally I was boxed in Then I took off, I ain't have no other option I

May never find my home And I know that I may never find my home I dropped a coin from my pockets On the street of crowns I passed every streetlight in my hometown I tried every screen door Like they were my own And now I know that I may never find my

I like the bass when it booms You like the high-end treble I'm like the ninety-ninth floor And you're cool on street level I like the crowd rock, rock, rock, rocking it loud You like the sound of hush, hush Hey! Keep it down High tops, flip flops, retro,

Work in a little sunshine overtime Checking on out of that nine to five Sandy streets and the windows down Hair free in the breeze getting all unwound Jump in the water go weekend wild Get wrapped up in an old beach towel Break out tequila salt and the

How's that steel horse ride on the streets of gold? Does the promised land have any ol' back roads? Ain't a doubt you've done a burnout on a cloud Knowin' you, you probably laid her down Have you revved it up while the angels sang? Did God get on ya, did

I'm on your street, they all cry to me I'm gonna tangle my face hair, it's gonna tickle your daughter Three o'clock and the moaning, they all cry to me, I'll be prancin' around in my high heels, and your cherry red lipstick, Look out your window I'm on

On the sunny side of the street Walked with no one and talked with no one And I had nothing but shadows Then one morning you passed And I brightened at last Now I greet the day and complete the day With the sun in my heart All my worry blew away When you

Singing la lalalalala la la And the night over London lay At night they would go walking 'till the breaking of the day The morning is for sleeping Through the dark streets, they go searching, to see God in their own way Save the nighttime for your

These streets aren't paved with gold Don't believe everything that you're told Deception hides in all you see Corruption hangs in the air that you breathe And in the land of the free You know nothing comes for free These colours don't run, Like colours