Down The Backstreets

アーティストGuru
作詞Keith Elam
作曲Keith Elam
CHORUS:
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets

Yo here goes some info on the flow
And how I move to a def groove
I keep my reps smooth, on the down low
I travel with my mind to the street
Concrete like gravel I'm in deep
So I gotta hit ya from a real perspective
Cuz anyone who's talking that crap
Will surely get his
I'm not the one to act flashy
Cuz where I be at we don't have to be classy

CHORUS:
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets

Check it stupid while you out there
On the main streets fronting
Your games weak so I'm hunting
You down clown cuz you need to
Learn something, all that bluffin'
Won't get you nothin' but killed
No mission fulfilled becuz
Thete's others who will get jealous, hell if
They can take clout from you
They'll do it so that what I'm
About to do, I'll step to it
And strip you of your pride
Then I'll stick and rip you up all from all sides
Or possibly I'll let you slide slime
Cuz you'll set your own death
In just a matter of time
Yeah and I'll be somewhere on the sidelines you know

CHORUS:
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets

So when you're looking for me
Here's where I'll be walking down
The back streets in your vicinity
Cuz I've been out here for a few
So all that you're doing ain't really nothing new
I peeped the way you always perpetrate
You're so phony, you make wanna regurgitate
Since you're riding so high you're bound to fall
While I stand tall
And you don't get no props at all out here

CHORUS:
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets
Down the backstreets

Down the back streets
The money stinks
Cuz I don't have to be a pop star to burn it
I went out on Thursday
With all the gangsters and pranksters and servants
You know what I'm saying
I'm the king
Come down the back streets where it's dark
Of course, it's not your heart
Didn't fear my life
Quire never so trife
Or else we gonna have to run up and sack all the wack
Coming straight from the back streets
I'm out
'93 Son

50音・ABC検索


  • このエントリーをはてなブックマークに追加