Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song University Of The Streets, artist - Papoose. Date of issue: 14.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
University Of The Streets |
| Mhm |
| Yeah (Yeah) |
| Uh huh |
| Mainstream America don’t know that I’m nice |
| But they respect me for the love that I show to my wife |
| If they was steppin' to the mall when I’m holdin' my mic |
| They would see I keep a dead body over my ice |
| Those who follow true hip-hop know I’m precise |
| So they salute the general when I throw on my stripes |
| They respect the substance within the flow that I write |
| But they download it for free when they go on them sites |
| So they didn’t buy the album, I show 'em the light |
| I guess ten dollars was too much when I told 'em my price |
| I’m a psychotic, bionic, applied knowledge |
| University of the Streets, my college |
| Diabolic calisthenics, type brolic |
| That LV in my pocket, fly wallet |
| Sawed-off twelve gauge, I got it |
| That shotgun make your car jump like hydraulics |
| Bed-Stuy's hottest, make movies, biopic |
| Pop your eyeballs right out of your eye sockets |
| You won’t take the shot, you chump, I shot it |
| You claim you would, but your wood is dry rotted |
| The champion sound, I come here with the champion sound |
| Let me tell 'em this |
| I will electrocute a soundboy and let them hold them corner |
| 'Cause when it comes to music here we are the gorgon |
| America is more so a colonial power than they, because she is a hypocritical |
| colonial power behind it |
| What does your fanbase consist of? |
| Kids who use prescription drugs? |
| Older men following young girls in the strip clubs? |
| Rappers claimin' they gang members just to get buzz |
| Gang members claimin' they rappers just to get love |
| Y’all confusin' the audience, y’all got it mixed up |
| You the lil' homie, my nigga, you ain’t the big Blood |
| You ain’t speak against this shit? |
| Hypocrite thug |
| The only time you open your mouth is when you dick suck |
| Anybody hear me? |
| Does anybody hear me? |
| These rappers can’t see me, they legally blind, barely |
| I was in my prayers talkin' to God hopin' he hear me |
| While you sittin' on your iPhone talkin' to Siri |
| I’m feelin' kinda leery, the Devil must near me |
| Yellow-bellied sap suckers, you bird niggas, canaries |
| I do this for my granny, my mammy, and aunt Mary |
| We all one family, they handled us unfairly |
| They so not manly, cowards who pop Xanis |
| You do not scare me, so you should not dare me |
| I’ll leave your cries teary, screamin' out, «Why can’t we |
| All just get along?» |
| You softer than cotton candy |
| The champion sound, I come here with the champion sound |
| Let me tell 'em this |
| I will electrocute a soundboy and let them hold them corner |
| 'Cause when it comes to music here we are the gorgon |
| America is more so a colonial power than they, because she is a hypocritical |
| colonial power behind it |