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Текст песни: Hi-Standard. Growing Up. I'm Walkin`.


Always walk the streets, walkin' on my feet. Feelin' good, the way I like.
Nobody in my way. Let's spit all around, let's spit all around.
Spit in my enemy's face. Peotic justice, ancient tradition. That's my faith.

Nothin' fresh, but I seee a moving place.
Nothin' fresh, but I like this way so I walk. The youth, take it easy.
Don't think twice'cause I worked hard now, I'm walkin'.

Walkin' slowly, steppin' on droppings.
Walkin' slowly, finding money sometimes.
Always walk the streets, walkin' on my feet. Feelin' good, the way I like.
Nobody in my way. Let's spit all around, let's spit all around.
Spit in my enemy's face. Peotic justice, ancient tradition. That's my faith.

Nothin' fresh, but I seee a moving place.
Nothin' fresh, but I like this way so I walk. The youth, take it easy.
Don't think twice'cause I worked hard now, I'm walkin'