Yeah, street level, oi, oi, yeah That's it, right there 'Round there nothin' seems too big At street level, same old thing, everyday That's it, that'
Перевод: Улицы. Одно и то же.
Перевод: Улицы. Same Old Thing (Вот и все).
Yeah, street level Oh oh yeah, that's it.. Right there At street level That's it that's it that's it Yeah oh tunes heavy At street level That's it that
New day same thing, we got people in the streets But the governmeny ain't doin' a damn thing, and all we investing in is Hydro and liquor stores SS 4
ready for a dance hall (a dance hall) Mr. Dizm 'bout to blow a nigga pants off (his pants off) So if he wanna ride with me I'm 'bout to do the same thing
them lame dame excuses just yesterday That was a different thing No it ain't That was a different thing No it ain't That was a different thing It was the same damn thing Same
zoned in my bus, all I had to say is "that beat" That beat, just keep the same old beat Check it out y’all, come on, come on Just keep the same old beat
goin i say u already knowin bout to hit the streets and go and get whats mine I wont let you down Dreamz of havin finer things, ridin blazed, dreamin
it real with me The rap game looking so childish lately Told me the industry is bound to break me Can't let the fakeness dominate me Step up in the streets
I had more, I'm always takin' the lead. Old man shakin' dice down on the street, try'n to make a livin' somehow but I'm really sure about gettin' things
You need a holiday, come see me I know you're tired of the same old scenery And I could change all that so easily Don't worry about a thing girl, take
same thing... All my ex-girlfriends, and all their new boyfriends, They all want the same thing, they all want the same thing, From Wall Street, to the
hurtin 'Til my eyes see the blood, that mean the creep start workin Niggas never learnin that they eyes keep lurkin Have ya janitor pumpin your X5 merkin Skid marks the street
tell him stop clocking, The more you hate I get closer to my goal, You?ll wake up with nothing at 20 years old, CHORUS You better not waste ma time, I got better things
"Magic City", it's a treat to your eyes Cross the bridge and it'll fuck with ya mind Word of advice don't follow the streets, follow the signs Cuz the last thing
don't wanna feel that Street addicts get a buzz from the hustlin Fuck the government, we got our own, the Track-Publicans Chillin pimp niggaz don't know the first thing
keeps spinning my rims still spinning Even though the money slow we still spend it In this crazy world Let this world keep turning yeah my blunt still burning Same thing