[Verse 2:] Head back, top back, ain't nothing but a young thug, H-K's A-K's I need to join a gun club big wheels big straps you know I like it super sized passengers a red bone her weave look like some curly fries inside fish sticks, outside tartar sauce, pocket full of celery imagine what she's telling me, blowin on asparagus the realist shit.

She's just a girl on a street She's just a girl. Photos. Once I died in a dream And the world without me went fine And then years went by Take me to that city in the sky The clouds are aquamarine The architect remains unseen I'll live my life out on your street Up where the bluebirds fly.

Whodaf**kareyou (Street) Lyrics: Fuck alarm clocks—battle me, you'll start waking up / I slice you with your rhyme book and write verses on your paper cuts / With alcohol pads. Excuses you be.

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The word was comin' down, down on Lonely Street That the bad man was a dead man if he crossed my trail Every night I'd walk up and down this Lonely Street I get stinkin' drunk, and always in jail, One night they threw me in with a man they called the mangler He was caught on the street makin' some old whore, I remember he was quite proud of that.

Drown the vipers in dirty diapers not the other way around Bought another way to drown its not the doctors kid I see no options bitch but we didn't make a sound.

Judge gettin' mo' money then a stripper, dawg Play the game, how it go, nigga, running niggsz quicker than a Kitchen sink, dirty South nigga on my way 2 da bank Street niggaz, real niggaz Street niggaz, gangsta niggaz Real gangstas, street niggaz Ha, ha, I leave white niggaz in da attic Keep a pistol in my hand, nigga, semi-automatic.