These streets took my conscience All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid Yeah, Project Baby Sniper Gang Yeah, everybody with me on that same thang I don't gang-bang but I bang bang I pull up to the club, I got on eight chains Took that

Everyone looks dead and half asleep Call up all your friends and follow me There's a couple parties going on right up the street Lets rage, rage, rage If you want to sit here on your ass, that's fine But as for me, I'm gone! If you see me, and were

There's a pathway to the ocean, a salty breeze blowing And this old man down the street makes damn good wine It's got stars that shine like diamonds on the black canvas behind 'em And there's a sun out here that seems to always shine And I've never seen

Now my feet won't touch the ground Oh, love, don't let me go Won't you take me where the street lights glow I can hear it coming There's a wild wind blowing Down the corner of my street Every night there the headlights are glowing There's a cold war

I know you feel like you are breaking down. Oh be calm. Take it from me, I've been there a thousand times. And everything's wrong It just gets so hard sometimes As I walk through the streets of my new city My back feeling much better, I suppose I've

When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?" Laying everybody low with a love song that he made You said 'I love you like the stars above, I'll love you till I die' A lovestruck Romeo sang the streets of serenade Finds a

Shake a leg, shake your head Shake a leg, wake the dead Shake a leg, get stuck in Idle juvenile on the street, on the street Fighting on the wrong side of the law, of the law Who is kicking everything with his feet, with his feet Don't kick, don't fight,

She's a poor girl This is a story 'bout a poor girl, a story that you ought to know She lived all alone in a one room flat on a street where the lights are low Every night about the same time she'd go and put her glad rags on Go to the place where

Well, my mama 'low me just to stay out all night long I didn't care she 'low, I would boogie anyhow When I first came to town, people, I was walkin' down Hastings Street Everybody was talkin' about the Henry Swing Club I decided I drop in there that

Lil' homies on the ride Niggaz gonna die tonight, let's get high tonight (My lil' homies) Lil' homies on the mash Runnin' from these punk police, 'cause lil' niggaz on the street (My fuckin' lil' homies) Everybody duckin', my fuckin' lil' homies Fuckin'