Know your rights These are your rights Oh, know your rights Get off the streets This is a public service announcement With guitar All three of them You have the right not to be killed

Find a plane ticket, come right now South Beach, when the sun go down Soft streets for the sunroof down, soft streets for the sunroof down There's Gucci this, Gucci that She used to wear the Baby Phat Got a budget on yo' ass though So she let me bust it

I'm gonna ride with you all night Sing to me like Pavarotti Taxi, taxi, give me a ride All these streets are never ending Tie 'em in a knot Drive me through a red light Waiting for everyone to stop Sing to me of Spain Take me to you operetta

So if you lay here with me now I promise the stars, they won't make a sound If only for now, right now, if only for now If you stay, just for a while 'Cause we know the world won't ever slow down Streets crowded with voices Thousand of faces, but you're

A love struck Romeo, sings the streets of serenade Laying everybody low with a love song that he made Says something like, "you and me, babe, how about it?" Juliet, when we made love you use to cry I said "I love you like the stars above, I love you till

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

Take your message to the streets tonight - rebel son There's a restless voice that's callin' you Through the darkest night - fight the fight - rebel son To yourself alone you must be true Shatter the silence Fill the night with your righteous defiance

Our hearts will never be the same again. Love the way I feel, streets replaced with fields. Wide awake in here, you shine. Ran away from goals, left you in the cold. Nothing's in our way tonight. You know that you'll never be replaced. And everyone here

Forever, forever you will know Forever and ever, what you will know I no longer wanna feel the darkness in my soul Walk these lonely streets without a home Dear Mary, where’s the kids When did they leave? Where did they go? Feel the morning breeze, after

I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E I'm still fucking with ya Still waters run deep Still