Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Walk These Streets, artist - Rakim. Album song The Seventh Seal, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 01.02.2010
Record label: Ra, SMC
Song language: English
Walk These Streets |
| La-da-da-dah, la-da-da-dah |
| La-da-da-dah, la-da-da-dah |
| (It's what we call money music, right here) |
| (Uh, yeah, let’s go in) |
| I perform in cities, hoods, and slums, the best seller is drugs |
| And money is the only thing that get love |
| They say don’t let it make you, but that’s how they rate you |
| And the more you got, the more they hate you (That's okay too!) |
| Just don’t get in the way, 'cause at the end of the day |
| My agenda’s make sure I get them ends to get paid (uh-huh) |
| So I’m stackin grands 'til the math expand |
| It’s the man with the master plan |
| Since the Bambino, cash made my path cross with evil |
| Uno dos cinco on a crowded corner rollin c-lo |
| To chips and the chick in the casino pourin Cli" |
| 'Cause now I make music for the c-notes |
| From New York to Puerto Rico, California to Rio |
| Hit the streets like the kilo but I’m legal |
| It’s swga like I walk with heat though with all my people |
| But it’s just me and my alter ego |
| I walk these streets, with my mind on my plan |
| It’s alright if you don’t understand |
| I walk these streets, think like I got a gun in my hand |
| 'cause hatin is the nature of man |
| (Sometimes I wanna, stop the cameras, just pop the hammer |
| Box the innocent bystander and his man up) |
| I walk these streets, think like I got a gun in my hand |
| It’s alright if you don’t understand |
| Just stay outta my waaaay |
| MAINOOOOO~! |
| Yo, one for my comrades, two for my family |
| Three for the day that I run into my enemies |
| We gon' make a movie, the world gon' remember me |
| I survived it all dawg, what the hell you tellin me? |
| I remember days when, I was young and aidin |
| Cuttin class, chasin ass, couldn’t pass grades and |
| Chillin on the block then, listenin to Rakim |
| Back of his album filled up with Killer Ben |
| Supreme Magnetic and I wasn’t athletic |
| But I ran around with the Tre-8 Magnetic |
| Money on my mind, crack vials in my Levi’s |
| Been a dog since I had the cream colored Filas (Hahahah!) |
| Yeah, yeah, we fly, seen it all with these eyes |
| Gunplay and drugs if you put my mind on rewind |
| Fast forward my life, ya boy done MADE IT! |
| If I could do it over, I wouldn’t CHANGED IT! |
| (Ay, good lookin out my dude) |
| Aiyyo Maino, it’s the same ol' same ol' |
| Don’t matter if you in it for the fame or you lay low |
| Haters gon' hate but, it’s okay though (Keep doin what you ddo) |
| The angle is make sure the payroll stay swoll |
| Big faces, cake dough and di-nay-ros |
| Rubels, yen yang, euros and pesos |
| Seven digit figures, tryna make more zay-ros |
| Spray holes in whoever in the way so (Stay outta my waaaay) |
| While I count the next bundle (that's right) |
| «All means necessary, «Malcolm X hustle |
| A threat yet humble, about to flex muscle |
| Get a big amount then I’m in and out the next jungle |
| 'Cause every other day, I’m in another state |
| It’s like I cross the thin line between love and hate |
| But I gotta eat, gotta get another plate |
| So I’m on my cake walk for the cake |
| Just stay outta my waaaay… |
| (It's what they do…) |
| Just stay outta my waaaay… |