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letra de the streets - everthe8 & bmb spacekid

the streets lyrics
[intro]
aw, yeah
ayy

[verse]
i can tell i know the drill like the back of my hand, aw, yeah
mindset of the chess master
mic check, better step backwards
tape deck and two jacks like two blasters
flow’s too nasty, blues, jazz like new jack swing
two tags, f-ck blue 12 and fugazi (who said this?)
acab, time has come, b-tch no mercy
wu-tang and yellow bat on on my black jersey
i got bars, and i got verses, hit the rec’ and i’m takin’ off
this sh-t’s floatin’, sh-t’s smokin’, yeah
fat bass, back in basics, hop in the big sp-ceship
black hat and white kicks, i’m too wavy
boom-bap, you’re rookie, i’m old playa
one take like “aye-ooh”, i rhyme cool
make b-tch say “i need kool-aid”
fake acts have no clue how to drip like ric flair
saint-p and u-city, crème brûlée, boo yeah

[chorus]
i got fuel in my blood, groove in my blood
truth, i got juice in my blood
jazz, funk, blues from my blocks
bass ’round the clock, yeah, bet this sh-t slaps
yeah, this is rap, who let your ass on the stage?
fuel in my blood, groove in my blood
truth, i got juice in my blood
jazz, funk, blues from my blocks
bass ’round the clock, yeah, bet this sh-t slaps
yeah, this is rap, who let your ass on the stage?

- everthe8 bmb spacekid

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