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Street boogie

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1979 Victim of love

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Street boogie di Elton John

Street guys, walking, dancing
Sidewalk, music, hot thing
They got their boxes tuned into their favorite show
As they truck on down the road
Is that the radio
Yes that’s the radio
Let it go, let it go, let it go

Street boogie got a hold on me
Street boogie gonna set me free
Street boogie keep a hold on me
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright with me

Street boogie, it’s the city beat
Street boogie, on the boogie street
Street boogie, yeah and that’s for me
Street boogie, street boogie, street boogie, street boogie

Traffic, skater, rolling
Sharing, music, sure thing
He got his shoulder holster turned a way up loud
As he wheels his way around
Is that the radio
Yes that’s the radio
Catch the sound, catch the sound, catch the sound

Boogie, street boogie
Boogie, street boogie

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Street Carp – Deftones Testo della canzone

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Street Carp – Deftones

It's not that I care
(truly)
but you're that girl
(with sharp teeth)
who grabs at the walls
(and pulls me down)
well here's my new address
6 6 4 oh
I forget
it's not like I care
(truly)
but you're that girl
(with gold teeth)
who snaps at the walls
(and won't calm down)
well here's my new address
6 1 5 oh
I forget
there's all your evidence
now take it home run with it
now write it down
did you get it?
well here's my new address
6 6 5 oh
I confess
there's all your evidence
now take it home and fuck with it

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Street Children – Ian Brown Testo della canzone

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Street Children – Ian Brown

Sweet dreams my little amigo
Barefoot and homeless in Rio De Janeiro
Sleepin' on the step of a church
Whose doors are locked
Livin' in a cardboard box
Inside at the shrine
The Priest sips fine wine
Dines on fine food and looks for a sing
No mother no father
No shoes nor a bed
No place to relax and rest his weary head
Where his next meal will come from
Nobody knows
But everyone can see the church is covered in gold

Wish I had a home
With ten million rooms
I'd open up the doors
And let the street children through
Wish that I could scoop
All of those children in my arms
And give the love they need
And to protect them all from harm

Wish I had a home
With ten million rooms
I'd open up the doors
And let the street children through
Wish that I could scoop
All of those children in my arms
And give the love they need
And to protect them all from harm

Wish I had a home
With ten million rooms
I'd open up the doors
And let the street children through
Wish that I could scoop
All of those children in my arms
And give the love they need
And to protect them all from harm

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Street Cinema – Guè Pequeno Testo della canzone

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Street Cinema – Guè Pequeno

{Intro: Aban}
Gigante
Fastlife due zero zero nove
Aban Guè P e DJ Harsh
È LE MI che suona
E adesso sai che sono solo cazzi vostri

{Ritornello X2: Gué Pequeno e Aban}
Il mio cuore sta qui
Sulla cassa di un beat
Big P Guè P
Questo è cinema street
La mia zona intende
Ti stende, dipende
Da che parte stai
Se stai con la mia gente

{Strofa 1: Aban}
Rappo a muso duro
Spingo sul tuo mento, rime
Come barre con l'interno di cemento
Io non vi do tempo
Mi alzo come il vento libero
Come la tramontana nel Salento
Come un pit allucinato
Nato sotto i bastoni
Giro senza guinzaglio
Perchè ho ucciso i miei padroni
Sangue e lacrime sopra le strade
Mentre il cielo si fa nero come se la luna cade
Ora vienimi a cercare dove il nome non conta
Dove l’attimo è fuggente come l'ultima onda
Resto nella baraonda
Scrivo i giorni dei quartieri
Bene e male sotto luce artificiale dei carabinieri
E se non credi fatti un giro e vedi
Io non canto puttanate qua non siamo a Zelig
Cibo per i veri, mente fissa giù in sorpasso
Sono io in corsia fissa a due e venti levati dal cazzo

{Ritornello X2}

{Strofa 2: Gué Pequeno}
Guè P is in the building
Manda a letto i bimbi
Rap dandy nei progetti grandi dindi (grandi dindi)
Non le chiudo come a sim sim
9 2 5 come i miei bling bling, big pimpi
Tutte tornano indietro come dei frisbee
Ma non c'è trippa per gatti, fra, non c’è friskies
Qua è troppo crudo sei di plastica zio big Jim
Nella stanza centrotavola givindi
E vedo i pacchi aperti come a Natale
Tutto fatto appena entri che respiri materiale
Ho visto tutto e fatto quasi
Su ste basi passi guai si
Nato per spacciare queste frasi
L'inchiostro di Milano sono il rap Scerbanenco
Parli ma da grande tu vuoi fare il Guè Pequeno
Vuoi giocare alla rockstar roccia bevi un cuba libre
Noi beviamo tutto il bar roccia

{Ritornello X2}

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Street Fame – Casey Veggies Testo della canzone

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Street Fame – Casey Veggies

(Zombie on the track)

[Verse 1:]
My daddy told me "Boy, you been the illest"
I told her baby keep the card, swipe for incidentals
My shit paid in full, ace boogy ya'll like rent us
Ay word out on the streets I been the boy, I'm independent
Five hundred thousand sold, I'm goin' gold, Master P shit
Really thinking platinum, y'all [?] on some weak shit
Call me what you want, I'm whatever that you see fit
Posing off on Instagram but really you ain't seen shit
Dropped Customized Greatly I was before my time
Volume 3 popped, they said this lil nigga gon' shine
Life Changes came, that's when I hopped up off a Porsche
Momma need a crib, my brother Corey want a fort
City showed me love and Mac ha, run it
Just turned 21 but I'm countin' old hundreds
They see them bottles coming and them hoes get to running
Some my niggas hoop, some my niggas slangin' onions

[Hook:]
You can check my whip game
You can check my flip game
You can check my wrist game
You can check my chick game
Nothing but a G thang
[?] '93 man
Yeah I got my stripes cause I done come up out the streets
Got it off that street fame

[Verse 2:]
My nigga told me the other day there ain't no time to play
The big homie told me to get money all kind of ways
2Kin' all day, I run a lot of plays
I read the bible, got honored, I [?]
That's on me, you fuck with me then I'm a go hard
Ttryna make a hundred mil, I can't doze off
I do the shit to cop the Rolly for all my dogs
Fuck em all, they send it all off the catalog
Yeah, they say I'm getting hot
Wait, they say we blowing up the spot
They wonder who just copped that new drop
Young nigga pull it fresh up off the lot
I see a lot of boys coming for my spot
They tryna pull me down and make it to the top
Champagne on the plane, let it pop
If you asking who the realest, you not

[Hook:]
You can check my whip game
You can check my flip game
You can check my wrist game
You can check my chick game
Nothing but a G thang
[?] '93 man
Yeah I got my stripes cause I done come up out the streets
Got it off that street fame
(Got it off that street fame)

[Interlude:]
Street fame, one hundred, two hundred, three hundred
Straight cash [?]
Ride around the city on [?]

[Verse 3:]
All hustling no talking, we got the ciyt locked
I dance all in that pussy, I make her milly rock
Two milli for the dealy I do the diddy bop
Come out to my city, I show you who really hot
All night at the [?] we go so crazy
Baby girl bomb, she got hoes hating
I need a hundred bad [?] I got no patience
Pull up in that foreign, she going no waiting

[Outro:]
Street fame, yeah
Yeah come with my shorty
We ain't bout to waste no time, we bout to get it in real quick like this, ya dig?
Yeah uh, yeah uh, ok, yeah, uh huh, aw man, yeah
Young Veggies nigga
(Zombie on the track)
Organic
[?]

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Street fighter

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Testo Della Canzone

Street fighter di Bambini

Hai preso troppi calci ormai

il cuore è livido

Ma questo sale non va giù

e non c’è andato mai

E’ tempo di dire che ci sei

Segnare la differenza

tra vivere e morire

Fammi sentire il cuore

che grida dal dolore

e sputa il sangue finche puoi

Cammina a denti stretti

vivi tra cielo e terra

e fai sentire che ci sei

Sarà la vita a dirti se

e dove arriverai

e sarà il tempo a dirti se

e quanto fiato avrai

Ma in fondo qui non si arriva mai

E quello che vuoi toccare

lo perdi in un momento

Cancella il tuo destino

scrivi da te la vita

e ferma il tempo finche puoi

Cammina a denti stretti

vivi tra cielo e terra

e fai sentire che ci sei…

che ci sei… si!

Fammi sentire il cuore

che grida dal dolore

e sputa il sangue finche puoi

Cammina a denti stretti

vivi tra cielo e terra

e fai sentire che ci sei

Cammina a denti stretti

vivi tra cielo e terra

e fai sentire che ci sei

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Street Fighter – Blackfoot Testo della canzone

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Street Fighter – Blackfoot

Ah yeah
Yeah hah

Well, here he comes man of the slums
Walk the streets of the ghetto
Well I beg your time
Take what you find
Before this thing gets old

(Street fighter)
Well he fights for what he's been told
(Street fighter)
Can ya get there now hoooold

Well I know it's hard
Someday you'll go far
Told ya I could beat your crew
If hard times drive you crazy
I know you're not lazy

Someday it'll happen just for you

(Street fighter)
Well he fights for what he's been told
(Street fighter)
And he's driven out of control

Yeah street fighter
Well he fights for what he's been told
He's such a fighter
And ya can't blame that on a home

Street fighter
And he fights for what he's been told
Street fighter
And he's driven out of control

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Street fighter: tra cielo e terra

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Street fighter: tra cielo e terra di Dhamm

Hai preso troppi calci ormai
il cuore e’ livido
ma questo sale non va giu’
e non c’e’ andato mai

E’ tempo di dire che ci sei

segnare la differenza

tra vivere e morire

Fammi sentire il cuore

che grida dal dolore

e sputa il sangue finche puoi

Cammina a denti stretti
vivi tra cielo e terra
e fai sentire che ci sei

Sara’ la vita a dirti se
e dove arriverai
e sara’ il tempo a dirti se
e quanto fiato avrai

Ma in fondo qui non si arriva mai
e quello che vuoi toccare
lo perdi in un momento

Cancella il tuo destino
scrivi da te la vita
e ferma il tempo finche puoi

Cammina a denti stretti
vivi tra cielo e terra
e fai sentire che ci sei…
che ci sei… si’!

Fammi sentire il cuore
che grida dal dolore
e sputa il sangue finche puoi

Cammina a denti stretti
vivi tra cielo e terra
e fai sentire che ci sei

Auh!

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Mi (RE) Sol       (Re) Mi

Hai preso troppi calci ormai
il cuore e' livido
ma questo sale non va giu'
e non c'e' andato mai

Do                                    Mi Re Sol
E' tempo di dire che ci sei
Do
segnare la differenza
Re
tra vivere e morire

Sol                Re
Fammi sentire il cuore
Mi-                Do
che grida dal dolore
Sol            Re                 Do
e sputa il sangue finche puoi

Cammina a denti stretti
vivi tra cielo e terra
e fai sentire che ci sei

Sara' la vita a dirti se
e dove arriverai
e sara' il tempo a dirti se
e quanto fiato avrai

Ma in fondo qui non si arriva mai
e quello che vuoi toccare
lo perdi in un momento

Cancella il tuo destino
scrivi da te la vita
e ferma il tempo finche puoi

Cammina a denti stretti
vivi tra cielo e terra
e fai sentire che ci sei...
che ci sei... si'!

Fammi sentire il cuore
che grida dal dolore
e sputa il sangue finche puoi

Cammina a denti stretti
vivi tra cielo e terra
e fai sentire che ci sei

Cammina a denti stretti
vivi tra cielo e terra
e fai sentire che ci sei

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Street fighting man

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1969 Through the past darkly (big hits vol.2)

1970 Get yer ya-ya’s out!

1972 Hot rocks 1964-1971

1995 Stripped

2002 Forty licks

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Street fighting man di Rolling Stones

(M. Jagger/K. Richards)
Ev’rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
‘Cause summer’s here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy
But what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock ‘n’ roll band
‘Cause in sleepy London town
There’s just no place for a street fighting man
No
Hey! Think the time is right for a palace revolution
But where I live the game to play is compromise solution
Well, then what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock ‘n’ roll band
‘Cause in sleepy London town
There’s no place for a street fighting man
No
Hey! Said my name is called disturbance
I’ll shout and scream, I’ll kill the king, I’ll rail at all his servants
Well, what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock ‘n’ roll band
‘Cause in sleepy London town
There’s no place for a street fighting man
No

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Street Fighting Man – Rage Against The Machine Testo della canzone

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Street Fighting Man – Rage Against The Machine

Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
'Cause summers here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy
Tell me what can a poor boy do
'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause in this sleepy L.A. town
There's just no place for a street fighting man

A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man

Do you think the time is right for a palace revolution
Where I live the game to play is compromise solution
Well then what can a poor boy
'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause in this sleepy L.A. town
There's just no place for a street fighting man

A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man

Well what else can a poor boy do?
Well what else can a poor boy do?
Well what else can a poor boy do?
Well what else can a poor boy do?

Hey my name is called disturbance
I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king, I'll rail at all his servants
Well what can a poor boy do
For sing for a rock 'n' roll band
In this sleepy L.A. town
There's just no place for
For a street fighting man

A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man

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Street Flash – Animal Collective Testo della canzone

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Street Flash – Animal Collective

Does anyone in here get hit with inside fever,
So bad sometimes it's hard to move around?
They'll show you all the things you are not doing,
Instead of helping you they'll block ya out.
And you're whining you shouldn't waste your morning,
But the couch fibers kept you inside.
Said I'm so sorry I came in late this evening,
But all the clocks around the town had died,
And all the fruit stores' colors were so bright,
With couples smiling, cooking things tonight,
And what were all those troubles on my mind?
Oh, I took a walk...

(Cough!
Sniff...)
Well, uh,
Just what I need, right? The morning light.
The room (cough) we all have,
No more any (?)
I just listen tonight,
And all we know,
Is all that I have,
Is in control.

The room is still a little hot.
And I don't break til a midnight shock.
Are you coming out tonight?
Pretend I am? Well, I just might.
The room is filled with ancient dates,
Where I've been and what I ate.
Before I'm asked to throw them out,
I play with every little doubt.
The room is filled with gummy bears,
Electric shavers, ingrown hairs.
I keep the curtains tied in knots.
You sleep on cotton, rest in cots
The room is filled with catalogues,
Encyclopedias, books enough,
To keep me busy in the morning.
Sun sets fast without a warning.
The room is filled with cords and plugs,
Electronic translucent bugs.
And what's that crawling all around?
What's that twitching, is it still alive!?
Is it still alive!?
Is it still alive!?

Does anyone in here get hit with inside fever,
So bad sometimes it's hard to move around?
They'll show you all the things you are not doing,
Instead of helping you they'll block ya out.
And you're whining you shouldn't waste your morning,
But the couch fibers kept you inside.
I'm so sorry I came in late this evening,
But all the clocks around the town had died,
And all the fruit stores colors were so bright,
With couples smiling, cooking things tonight,
And what were all those troubles on my mind?
Yes, I took a walk.
Oh, I like a walk.
Oh, I like a walk.

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Street Food – Jamil Testo della canzone

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Street Food – Jamil

{Intro: Jamil}
Questo è rap no?
Baida Army
Mac Lucci
SoloBombe
Black Book 2

{Verso 1: Mac Lucci}

{Verso 1: Jamil}
Questa gente che mi vuole come Black Book
Devi avere le orecchie, baby è Must Choose
In Italia per la strada come street food
Ho lasciato le mie impronta come Bigfoot
La tua merda è già rivista tipo un fast food
Qui si pensa a la Familia come giù al sud
My cash, my weed, my dude
Per finire a fare il film come Ice Cube
Al micro wesh kho sono baida
San Vito west coast street rydah
Sanno del king roor, oh mama
Fumiamo California e Olanda
Voglio fare i soldi a pacchi con i miei fratelli
Senza cambiare zona cambierò gli interni
Dicono tutto torna quando ti ci impegni
C'ho messo sangue a litri sopra a 'sti quaderni
Two phone: iPhone, Blackberry
Top weed, OG, Blueberry
Digli al capo del locale che non si confonda
Che non fumiamo sigarette baida, solo bombe

{Outro: Mac Lucci}
We don't chase it dawg, we only reach the box
{?} money rolls to our thumbs, get the paper cut
We don't chase it dawg, we only reach the box
{?} money rolls to our thumbs, get the paper cut

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Street Food – Nerone Testo della canzone

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Street Food – Nerone

{Strofa 1: Nerone}
Quando rappo è una spaccata (seh), Van Damme (uh)
Giù in quartiere c'ho la statua (ah), Saddam (rata)
Lei mi gira a piedi nudi in faccia
Non ci rubi in casa (no)
La mia russa ti spara, Rubin Kazan'
Il mio rap è foie gras su tartare di ricciola (seh)
In strada fumo ancora, stigghiola (seh)
Non vogliono che spaccio e sotto casa c'ho la coda
Fra', si sa, tutti brotha finché hai soldi per la broda, ah
Ehi, bro, giù con Luca Air Force (Elfo)
Tu sul libro dei worst, il peggio
Da Guinnes World Record (seh)
Vuoi sedici barre col Paypal, il sample
Senza love e molly sono Lonely come Akon
In cima alla catena non sei pasto e non sei preda
Io sono in capo al ciondolo, che cazzo me ne frega? (ahahahah)
La faccia da coglione ormai nessuno te la leva
Anche se stai con gente con vent'anni di galera

{Ritornello: Nerone e L'Elfo}
Siamo culto come Vishnu
Da sempre come Eastwood
Beccaci per strada come street food
Carne di cavallo e pane con la milza (seh, seh)
Carne di cavallo e pane con la milza (yeeh-ah)
Siamo culto come Vishnu
Da sempre come Eastwood
Beccaci per strada come street-food
(Carne di cavallo e pane con la milza) Yeeh-ah
(Carne di cavallo e pane con la milza) Seh

{Strofa 2: L'Elfo}
Nato il 26 gennaio mentre il vento soffiava
Me ne scopo una che non squirta, fa lava
Mi scrivi che non spacco e che non sono di strada (eh?)
No, non me la prendo, ma hai la mamma puttana (sucaminchie)
Chiami per l'affare, per l'affare rispondo
Succhi così bene che mi levo 'sto condom (bravo)
Così tanto stile che ti levo dal mondo (via)
Sono Freddie Krueger quando ti viene sonno (eh)
Guardami sul beat, sì, frate', come impenno (wow, wow)
Brutto come pochi, ma mi dicono: "Fregno" (wow)
Se fossi un re, sì, mi chiamerei Ietto
Così se mi odierete resterò, sì, Re-Ietto (ahahah)
Frate', non chiamare me e Nerone "ciccione" (ehi)
Perché metà del peso, frate', è colpa del cuore
Sparami nel petto, non sentiamo dolore
Perché siamo già morti nei festini con troie

{Ritornello: Nerone e L'Elfo}
Siamo culto come Vishnu
Da sempre come Eastwood
Beccaci per strada come street food
Carne di cavallo e pane con la milza (seh, seh)
Carne di cavallo e pane con la milza (yeeh-ah)
Siamo culto come Vishnu
Da sempre come Eastwood
Beccaci per strada come street-food
(Carne di cavallo e pane con la milza) Yeeh-ah
(Carne di cavallo e pane con la milza) Seh

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Street kids

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1975 Rock of the westies

Testo Della Canzone

Street kids di Elton John

They must have had the whole thing planned
There must have been a hundred
If we make a stand
I think we’ll be outnumbered
If I’d had the chance
Then I could understand
Why I’m a juvenile delinquent
In an East End gang

And if you think you’ve seen gasoline burning in my eyes
Don’t be alarmed, tell yourself it’s good to be, it’s good to be alive

It’s just another street kid on your tail
Running on the wrong side of the rails
With my boot lace tie and my hand-me-downs
You know I run the toughest bunch this side of town
Those street kids making news just being around

I’ve been bottled and been brained
Squealers can’t be trusted
If we fight tonight
You can bet we’ll all be busted
I’d like to break away
From the rut I’m in
But beggars can’t be choosers
And I was born to sin
Let’s hear it for the street kids
Making news just being around

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Street king energy (track 7)

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Street king energy (track 7) di 50 Cent

You, I love you so much
I can’t deny how much I love you, yeah
Alright, alright, that’s enough
Things ain’t going… that shit
Nigger this is simple, not complicated
I can’t be faded,
I’m starting to think I made it
Get out of line, out line, out line
Do your act like you got a vagina, you pussy nigger
Front on me, I’ll find, find, I’ll find you
There’s no running from me
Picture me in my darkest hour
I would rather be marked for death than mark the coward
… like the… and fame
You fuck around I make you… yourself like cobain
Turn around disappear, thin air like david blaine
I’m higher than… he’s flying a plane
No evaluation necessary, I’m insane
The barrow that… hot air a sauna
Bricks in the door panel causing…
… don corleone… mano a mano
… they call me the piano man
I move the keys fuck the piano man
Sort of like a one man band with a trumpet
Beef I let it blow… and dump it
… niggers be talking all that jazz
When they get down to the get down they ask
That base so deep, my heart so cold
I let you hear that street sweeper drum line row

Ratatac tac, ratatac tac, I never hesitate to put a nigger on his back
You loose, cause I got the I’ll street blues
You loose, we’ll see you on the 6 o’clock news
Ratatac tac, ratatac tac, I never hesitate to put a nigger on his back
You loose, cause I got the I’ll street blues
You loose, we’ll see you on the 6 o’clock news

This vintage 50 call it my tommy gun
… your ass out
One line, one bar, I’ll be on you so fast
My night work like fresh out alcatraz
I don’t wanna play so I don’t play fair
You know it’s not fair to stare at my…
Yeah, I’m enjoying the fruits of my labor
Coke boy, the dope boy, now a nigger major
I used to cut crack on my grand mama china
And cook coke think I’m the chef from…
Smoke it, I could smoke a kush through the jar
When I’m tripping, I might put a clip through your car
They say I’m sick, then tell me how I made it this far
I lobe war, in fact, I’m the commander
I want you to open the box of pandora
I’ll destroy you and everything you stand for

Yeah, I’m a self-side nigger to the bone
And when my niggers ain’t around, I do it by myself
Check my track record nigger, haha, 50 yeah
That’s cool for starters, but we gotta get to the shit
Wait till y’all hear the shit.

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Street king energy (track 8)

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Street king energy (track 8) di 50 Cent

[Intro:]
You see a nigga soft, my first instinct is to lean on
A weak nigga eatin’ in my hood, niggas’ll put a beam on ‘em
These niggas ain’t supposed to be eatin’ yo
This sweet is sweet an’ low, I’ll have ‘em like shit was all good just a week ago

[Verse 1:]
Let Drake get you niggas in the mood for love
I’m back to get you in the mood for the snub and gloves
Dope fiend, morphine, cocaine dilemma
Crack come to cooking up that, boy I’m a chemist
Fuck pill poppin, a strap I pop that
Watch the Henchman trial, see a rat rat on a rat
Got a nice gimmick going, you’ve been hot a few summers
But I got the type of flow that’ll stop World hunger
SK, I got nothing but energy
Call me Fifty, call me Ferrari the remedy
Hi again in case a hater don’t remember me
I happen to be what these rap niggas here pretend to be
Hittin you won’t be enough, you gotta finish me or it’s Ruger time
The SR9 fragments ricochet in ya ass go blind
Times up, ya fucked, gotta learn to duck, wassup

[Hook: x2]
Don’t make me (don’t, d-d-don’t)
Don’t make me (do it)
Don’t make me (you know I do it)
Show you what’s up
Don’t make me fuck you up

[Verse 2:]
Listen any bitch on the milk box ain’t missin’
I mean some of these hoes running round with Pippen
I’m writing reality it sounds harsh
Shyne (Sean?) try to get at me he sounds washed
I ain’t even fire back the shits washed
What kind of shit is that, this only happens in rap
These niggas so fake, it make my skin crawl
Hope I ain’t the last real nigga up over the wall
Ice chunks in the chain, weight spinnin, cream linen
Bulges from the Benjamin’s in ‘em
Tom Ford, oh Lord, if I ain’t know better I think a nigga push raw
It feels like it’s never gon stop
A nigga so hot, I may spend forever on top
(Forever ever) Forever in the drop
Can’t til I got it on lock
Bitch [Hook]

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Street Level Entrance – DJ Quik Testo della canzone

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Ahehah, guess who motherfuckers?
(I don't give a fuck, my attitude is Gotti) Yeah
(And I'm hard to love, cause I don't love nobody) Hell nah
(All I give a fuck about is music and sex)
(A fifth of Remi Martin and some big fat checks)

Yeahhhhh! Hahahah
Back up in this motherfucker for the n-fin
And this one is dedicated, to the Westside of the Tree
Four hundred block, you know what I'm sayin?
And this is STILL Eiht Killa
And fuck all his old scary ass homeboys too
Yeah
Nineteen ninety-one
Just when all these other rappers seem to be fallin by the wayside
We put a team together and came out with some of that ol fonky shit
But during the course of then and now
Some of my homeboys went Hollywood, now I ain't gon say no names
But they know who the fuck I'm talkin to
And it's all to the good, cause this is STILL P-Funk on mine, huh

[singing] Street level, street level, street level
Quik is funkin that street level

Now you can play like you don't know what the fuck I'm talkin about
But you know what's happenin, nigga

[singing] Street level, street level, street level
Quik is funkin that street level

Hell yeah
Uhh
Now it's nineteen ninety-five
But we've been on the scene for a minute, you know what I'm sayin
And I come to realize one motherfuckin thing
And it's some real shit (yes it is)
That fonk without with the P, just ain't fonky enough for me
See you gots to keep tha P in it, cause that's the only way
they gon really understand it
You know what the fuck I'm sayin?
Hell yeah, heheh

[singing] Street level, street level, street level
Quik is funkin that street level

Cause fo'hundred block is in this motherfucker
Fo'ever, bitch!
So fuck all you old mark ass niggaz
Hmm
And now...

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Street life

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Street life di Karima

* Neri Per Caso – 2010 Donne

I play the streetlife, because there`s no place I can go
Streetlife – it`s the only life I know
Streetlife – and there`s a thousand parts to play
Streetlife – until you play your life away

You let the people see, just who you wanna be
And every night you shine, just like a super star
That`s how the life is played a ten cent masquerade
You dress, you walk, you talk
You`re who you think you are

Streetlife – you can run away from time
Streetlife – for a nickel or a dime
Streetlife – but you better not get old
Streetlife – or you`re gonna feel the cold

There`s always love for sale a grown-up fairytale
Prince charming always smiles behind a silver spoon
And if you keep it young your song is always sung
Your love will pay your way beneath the silver moon

Streetlife – Streetlife
Streetlife – Streetlife

Streetlife – you can run away from time
Streetlife – for a nickel or a dime
Streetlife – but you better not get old
Streetlife – or you`re gonna feel the cold

Street life – Streetlife
Streetlife – Streetlife

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Street Life – AZ Testo della canzone

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Street Life – AZ

[AZ intro]
Yea Devine Intervention
Miliato, Begetz, AZ
Quiet Money Presents.

[Half-A-Mil]
(R.I.P.)
Now the twin towers done blew up
niggaz seen the footage and threw up
I got platinum bullets for y'all to chew up
Mil-latin the dog done grew up
is it still Manhatten I speak street slang arab-a-latin
my gunz speak rat-a-ta-in
understand my lingo
I'm from Albany Afganistan
fuck Chris Cringo and Christopher Columbus
I'll shoot scud missles through his kango and spray z gas
on ya faggot ass
Allah you akba, make 767's crash
smack Jesus Christ and smoke a half a pound of hash
I keep a half a pound of cash
I thought I told you cats
I'm not a rapper
rock a G on my chest that stands for god
fuck Dan I'm dapper
prada from head to toe
dollars, cherries in the moe
you fake ass pimps, get my chips
so I'm burying you and your hoes
I plant plutonium bombs after each and every show
so every artist you sign is guaranteed to blow
I'm guaranteed to flow
puffin that magic weed
knowledge itself nigga that's what you need
so fuck you and those crabs that you feed, tell 'em holla at me

[Chorus]
New York New York with blood in your ice
put numbers on your head killa name your price
we gets love where ever we go
cause the street life is all we know
It's all we know

[Begetz]
I work for a quarter million in dope
a million dollars in cash
1.5 under the bathroom stash
put that little ass gun away nigga
step up your murder game
still fuckin wit weed
step up to heroine
cardiay diamond links no more gold chains
vertical doors, candy paint, and woodgrain
I'm the one to watch niggaz don't cover your eyes
so many eyes on my watch got 'em hypnotized
fuckin with hustlers ballin like rap niggaz,
throwin money in the air screemin I ain't gotta rap niggaz
the 9 m & m ain't sweet like candy
got mines on me front row with a grammy
slugs on the left and lust on the right
fuck an award boo we'll take you home tonight
milli gates in the spyder with the glass roof
damn near crashed in valet off that over proofed shit, we drunk

[Chorus x2]

[AZ]
I got one son, two guns, a couple of cribs
just tryin to live
fuck gettin stuck with a bid
niggaz I fuck with now
used to fuck with his kids
slim dude food never stuck to my ribs
been tried on occasions
I lie with persuasion
hustled out of town nearly died in a Days Inn
breezed on a turnpike
received then returned kites
cold D to O.G homie nigga earn strikes
burnt mics
left 'em there to sizzle for shizzle
you know the dizzle my nizzle
I'm so visual
all jewels tiz you paid dues true to the grizzle
blew a few mil and still official
BIG we still miss you
the games real fical
It's two thou and a nickel
nigga trying to go triple
until I'm there wit you
a wheel chair cripple
It's no secret I'm a keep it popin like a pistol

[Chorus x2]

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Street Life – Bugzy Malone Testo della canzone

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Yo
Yeah

I just wanna explain cause' I know that nobody's told him
It's alright saying you're my father but you know family's not chosen
And we never got past our problems
Like the Playstation is not loaded
And how can I call this home
It's more like a BNB with no rooms in
Telling man close but I'm not not over the smoke
I could walk into a room and choke
Takes me back when there was no hope
We would sit with the curtains closed
So the [?] wouldn't think anyone's home
Some times the electric would go
It's like it was brighter out on the roads
I just wanna explain because that hes never been told
To be someones dad isn't the type of job you can finish early and go home
I was gonna write this down and send it to you in the post
But I needed the music I wanted you to feel this one in your soul
See when your raised by someone you gotta take on their problems
Just because you call somebody your son does not mean you can rob them
And I don't even wanna go there but who the fuck beats up children
Anyway that's not helping
What's done is done we kept moving
In a totally different direction
You brought her up to be daddy's girl
But now daddy blames the recession
And that's why hes out shoplifting
And that's my little sister
I can't stand the fact that we are drifting
We're completely different
Even though we share the same upbringing
Back when the vibe was good and
Whitney Houston was singing, "Your love is my love"
I couldn't picture anything changing
Where did it all go wrong
There's so much more to life
I don't rate it
Could've been family and that's what so frustrating

Kissing the smell of a cigarette (cigarette [x3]
I ain't got time to rest my head (rest my head [x3]
Cause' I been living on the street life (street life [x3]
I ain't got time to move my energy (my energy [x2]
It sticks to me like some synergy (synergy [x2]
Cause been living on the street life (street life [x4]

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Street Life – Def Leppard Testo della canzone

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Wish everybody would leave me alone - yeah
They're always calling on my telephone
When I pick it up there's no one there
So I walk outside just to take the air

Come on with me cruising down the street
Who knows what you'll see, who you might meet
This brave new world's not like yesterday -
It can take you higher than the milky way

Now I'm blinded I can't really see - yeah
No more bright lights confusing me - no
Don't ask me why I'm feeling blue
'Cause loving you is all I can do

Hey good-looking boys - gather around
The sidewalk papers gutter-press you down
All those lies can be so unkind,
They can make you feel like you're losing your mind

Street Life
Street Life
Street Life
What a Life

Back to nature boys - Vasser girls too
Watch what you say, or think, or do
Continental-style strasse girls might
But you know exactly if it's wrong or right

Education is an important key - yes
But the good life's never won by degrees - no
Pointless passing through Harvard or Yale
Only window shopping - it's strictly no sale

Week end starts Friday soon after eight
Your jet black magic helps you celebrate
You may be stranded if you stick around
And that's really something...

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Street Life – Neil Diamond Testo della canzone

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Hey, let me show you the street life
Hey, let me show you the finks,
The punks, the judge, the junkies
Stay close to me for a while
For a while, for a while

Say boy, you got to get street wise
Hey, little boy
You're a babe in arms
Stay out of harm's way
Wait right here with me for a while
For a while, for a while

Street life, hell in the city
You got to really watch out for that
Street life
Say, it ain't pretty
You got to know your way around
Or somehow you might get hurt
Get hurt, get hurt

Say, let me show you the night life
Say, let me show you the queens
The dudes, the class, the crudes
The folks that inhabit the night
Let me set it right

I'm gonna give you my warning
I'm gonna tell you the street's alive
The sound of jive
You've just arrived
Try it for size for a while, for a while

Street life, hell in the city
You got to really watch out for that
Street life
Say, it ain't pretty
You got to know your way around
Or somehow you might get hurt
Get hurt, get hurt

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Street Life – Randy Crawford Testo della canzone

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I play the street life
Because there's no place I can go
Street life
It's the only life I know
Street life
And there's a thousand cards to play
Street life
Until you play your life away

You let the people see
Just who you wanna be
And every night you shine
Just like a superstar
The type of life that's played
A temptin' masquerade
You dress you walk you talk
You're who you think you are

Street life
You can run away from time
Street life
For a nickel or a dime
Street life
But you better not get old
Street life
Or you're gonna feel the cold

There's always love for sale
A grown up fairy tale
Prince charming always smiles
Behind a silver spoon
And if you keep it young
Your song is always sung
Your love will pay your way
Beneath the silver moon

Street life
Street life
Street life
Oh street life

I play the street life
Because there's no place I can go
Street life
It's the only life I know
Street life
And there's a thousand cards to play
Street life
Until you play your life away - oh

Street life
Street life
Street life
Oh street life

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Street Light – Joshua Radin Testo della canzone

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I'll wait for something under a streetlight
It won't be long
Because it's dark it's cold
It's one of those nights where
There's something out there
Keeps me alive

But I don't know where to go
So I think I'll sit and stay here a while
Till I figure it out

So let the wind blow us
To wherever it says
We are supposed to go

When you want something but can't name it
It's under a streetlight
It's something you've never seen before
Open the door
It's something you've always been afraid of
It's under a streetlight
And now all you want is more

But I don't know where to go
So I think I'll sit and stay here a while
Till I figure it out

So let the wind blow us
To wherever it says
We are supposed to go
Let the wind blow us
To wherever it says
We are supposed to go

I don't mind the wait it's fine
As long as you know
It's the wait that could be the something

I don't know where to go
So I think I'll sit and stay here a while
Till I figure it out

So let the wind blow us
To wherever it says
We are supposed to go
So let the wind blow us
To wherever it says
We are supposed to go
We are supposed to go

I'll wait for something under a streetlight
It won't be long
Because it's dark it's cold

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Street lights

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Street lights di Kanye West

Let me know, do i still got time to grow
things aint always set in stone
Tjat be known, let me know
let me

seems like streetlights glowing
happened to be just like moments
passing, in front of me so
i hopped in, the cab and
i paid my fair, see
i know my, destination
but im just not there
all the streetlights glowing
happened to be just like moments
passing, in front of me so
i hopped in, the cab and
i paid my fair, see
i know my, destination
but im just not there in the streets
in the streets
im just not there in the streets
im just not there
life’s just not fair

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STREET LIVIN’ – Black Eyed Peas Testo della canzone

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Streets, streets
Livin' in the streets

[will.i.am:]
Street livin', caught in the trap
Guns or books, sell crack or rap
Be like kings or be like pawns
They called us coons, now they call us cons
Street niggas be packing pistols
Terrorists be blasting missiles
Crips and Bloods and retail thugs
CIA planes bring Colombian drugs in
Don't push me 'cause I'm close to hell
The teachers in my neighborhood can hardly spell
And compare to them, prison guards get paid well
Ten years no bail is 4 years at Yale
So, forget about the statue of General Lee
Because the status of blacks are generally
Gonna end up in some penitentiary
Systematically, that's how they made it to be
Listen, they derailed the soul train
And put a nightmare in every Martin Luther King
And privatized prisons are owned by the same
Slave masters that owned the slave trade game
And racists no longer have to be racist
'Cause niggas kill more niggas than the KKK did
Now, every time I hear a new def jam
Niggas killing niggas like they Ku Klux Klan
I understand what's a nigga to choose?
Be the killer or be the dead dude in the news
I get it, what's a nigga to do?
No education in the hood got a nigga confused

[apl.de.ap:]
Street livin', tough conditions
Brainwashed by the television
We lost in the war we live in
Double cross love lost no religion
Street livin', oh my gosh
Another brother got shot by the searg'
Another cop got off with no charge
If you black in the hood, you at large
You're guilty until you prove you're innocent
If you're ivory, they treat you different
If you're ebony, they assume your temperament
Will be vigilant and they call you militant
And you'll get shot and they'll say the incident
Is 'cause you're belligerent, what a coincidence?
Born and bred but you're still an immigrant
And if you ain't dead, you can see imprisonment

[will.i.am:]
There's more niggas in the prisons than there ever was slaves cotton picking
There's more niggas that's rotting in the prisons than there ever was slaves cotton picking
So, how we gon' get up out the trap?
Guns or books, sell crack or rap
Street livin', hustle or hoops
Guns or books, get shot or shoot

[Taboo:]
Street livin', ain't no rules
Break the law, make the breakin' news
The life you choose could be the life you lose
Niggas getting stuck for the Nike shoes
Street livin', ain't no joke
It's a cold world, better bring your coat
Revoke 'cause the streets are broke
And now they wanna take away our dreams and hopes
Street livin', no economics
No way out of the Reaganomics
Infected by the black plague, new bubonic
No comprende, we speak ebonics
Street livin', what's your position?
You can take action or take a dick and listen
You can get fucked by the system
Or you can say "fuck the system"

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Street Lobotomy – Body Count Testo della canzone

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Drugs, liquor, drugs

I love to smoke crack
I love to shoot smack
I love to fuckin' drink
I love my smoke when it stinks
I need it in my veins
I need it in my brain
What has it done to me
Street lobotomy

[Chorus]
My brain - melted - down
Brain - melted - down - lobotomy

Need some more dope man
Yeah got
Any acid dude
Got any ludes

[Chorus]

Drugs, liquor, drugs?

I love to do blow
That's the way to go
You got some PCP?
How 'bout some LSD?
I'm havin' lots of fun
I might as well use a gun
Don't even ask my why
Maybe I wanna die

[Chorus]

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Street Love – Young Rascalz Testo della canzone

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Grr-pow
Non si può sciogliere un patto di sangue
Non ho un contratto ma un sacco di palle
Ultimamente ho campato soltanto di barre
Grr-pow
Lei vuole me, sono fatto di carne
Butta il mio cuore, non sa che altro farne
Oppure lo spezza per farci le canne
Grr-pow
Musica salva la mia anima buia
Fottuto miracolo, grida "Hallelujah"
Dico "Ce la faccio" guardando la luna
Dico "fanculo, non ho più paura"
Non credo a nessuno se me lo giura
Sto in ogni ricordo che l'occhio cattura ed in ogni certezza quando si frantuma

Voglio la faccia su un billboard, street cinema, street love
In cima al palazzo, fra', King Kong, vita vera mai finto
La tua vita è una sitcom, so quando devo stare zitto
Mi guardo intorno: buio fitto
Alla porta demoni

Voglio la faccia su un billboard, street cinema, street love
In cima al palazzo, fra', King Kong, vita vera mai finto
La tua vita è una sitcom, so quando devo stare zitto
Mi guardo intorno: buio fitto
Alla porta demoni

Non dimenticare mai da dove vieni
Non importa quale strada prenderai
Non sai quanto costa rimanere veri
Mio fratello dice "non cambiare mai"
Non dimenticare mai da dove vieni
Non importa quale strada prenderai
Non sai quanto costa rimanere veri
Mio fratello dice "non cambiare mai"

Mai, mai nessuno mi potrà cambiare
Più ferite che non guariranno
Con il tempo faranno più male (Ah, pff)
Non so che farci con il cash che ho alzato
Pagarci il disco oppure l'avvocato
Sono in studio con i soldi in mano
Qui tutti lo sanno da dove siamo partiti (From the bottom)
In zona per sempre, sì, come certi graffiti (Legendary)
Non importa se ma come ci arrivi
Ho vissuto così, so che non lo capivi
Hai pensato anche tu che fossimo finiti, fanculo

Voglio la faccia su un billboard, street cinema, street love
In cima al palazzo, fra', King Kong, vita vera mai finto
La tua vita è una sitcom, so quando devo stare zitto
Mi guardo intorno: buio fitto
Alla porta demoni

Voglio la faccia su un billboard, street cinema, street love
In cima al palazzo, fra', King Kong, vita vera mai finto
La tua vita è una sitcom, so quando devo stare zitto
Mi guardo intorno: buio fitto
Alla porta demoni

Non dimenticare mai da dove vieni
Non importa quale strada prenderai
Non sai quanto costa rimanere veri
Mio fratello dice "non cambiare mai"

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Street Loves – Nader Shah Testo della canzone

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Street Loves – Nader Shah

{Intro}
Amo le strade e so il perché
Lei giura che ama me, yeah

{Strofa 1}
In diretta da Molassana
Fanculo la tua scuola privata
Per rinascere me nasci cento volte
Andate a fanculo e ritornate la notte
Bottiglie e big nel mio palazzo
Le lasciano a terra come fosse niente
Una vita sconnesso
Lassa cerchiamo un accesso
L'ansia l’ho ammessa
Ma giuro, mai un complesso
Alla sera mangiavamo pizza
O il pranzo nella bisaccia
Spero non sembrerà una minaccia
Fumo kush, non la ketch, faccio trap, ehi

{Ritornello}
Amo le strade e so il perché
Lei giura che ama me

{Strofa 2}
Per tutti i giorni che ho perso
Per tutti i casini che ho scelto
Per tutti i problemi che c'ho
Oggi porto rispetto
Per quanto cazzo ho sofferto
Per un futuro diverso
Lo giuro che sarà diverso
Insegnerò la guerra come uno sfacelo
Si prende dei meriti anche chi non c'era
La strada è vuota quando chiedi aiuto
E il tuo migliore amico lì ti manda in culo
Incompetente incapace a giudicare crei diverbi
Il manager sotto i denti deve mettere del pane
Quindi sorridenti, fre’ sorry mente

{Ritornello}
Amo le strade e so il perché
Lei giura che ama me
Amo le strade e so il perché
Lei giura che ama me

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Street Map – Athlete Testo della canzone

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Street Map – Athlete

I would like to think our paths are straight
Disconnected from choices we make
That there is no reason why it can't be like you said

One day it's gonna happen
I dont know when
I'll be on your street
But I know one day it's gonna happen
You're gonna be swept off your feet

I would like someone to make a map
Mark my home and draw some lines that match
All of the reasons why
It can be like you said

One day It's gonna happen
I don't know when
I'll be on your street
But I know one day it's gonna happen
You're gonna be swept of your feet

I dont know when
I dont know why
I dont know when
I dont know why

One day It's gonna happen
I don't know when
I'll be on your street
But I know one day it's gonna happen
You're gonna be swept of your feet

But all that I know is it's gonna happen
I dont know when
I'll be on your street
But I know it's gonna happen
Your gonna be swept of your feet

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Street mission

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Street mission di U2

I don’t know
Man, I just got here
You got me thinking
I’m about to leave

Some say maybe tomorrow
New direction, hello
What I know know know
What I know know know

I walk tall
I walk in the wild wind
I love to stare
I love to watch myself grow

Someday, maybe tomorrow
New direction, hello
Well I know know know
Well I know know know

Street mission
Street mission
Street mission
Street mission

And I’m promising nothing
I’m just living a smile
I casually arrange it
I know…well I know know know

Street mission
Street mission
Street mission
Street mission

I walk tall
I walk in the wild wind
I live an image
Of plastic and gold

Some say maybe tomorrow
A resurrection, hello
Well I know know know
Well I know know know
Well I know know know
Well I know know know

Oh…

Oh…I need something
I need someone
I need you

Oh…I’ve got something
I’ve got someone
I’ve got you

Street mission
Street mission
Street mission
Good night

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Street movie – Emis Killa e Jake La Furia Feat Rollzrois- Testo della canzone

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Street movie – Emis Killa e Jake La Furia Feat Rollzrois

Amo la fama, quindi amo una troia frà, come in Sin City
'sto flow gira le teste tipo mossa Kansas City
E fra' non tocchi la mia fam, come in Peaky Blinders
Ne usciamo sempre indenni
Siamo immortali come Highlander per tutti 'sti Kenneth
In giro parlo a Genny
Mentalità cartello
Nel giro già da minorenni frà, come in Goodfellas
Per ogni Genny c'è un Ciro che tradirà un fratello
Per ogni Tony c'è un Manny che fotte sua sorella
Penso al mio fra' che sbiella
Vodka e barella
In casella polvere ovunque, pure in terra
Tipo Intеrstellar
Sul tavolino la busta, ma non del tè
Dì al tuo amico di non fare foto
Abbusca tipo Buscapè

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Street Nigga Warrior – Kevin Gates Testo della canzone

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Street Nigga Warrior – Kevin Gates

Could go and get a job but is rather stay in stack
Funny some niggas working they ain't never pay it back
I... get down dirty going touch em up my momma like they momma so that'll kinda fuck her up
Low key, them collared shirts got a button up
You say he got a lot of blow he better button up
100 stacks, you owe this to the game but you surprised?
Mayne you know this never changed but besides
You prolly blow this on a chain
Now take me to the safe 'for I blow this on your brain
Try to earn cash but they ask where I get it from
Nigga keep feeding me that work then I'mma nigga son
Z28s with, 8 fuckin' cylinders
Furnish my apartment with Ashley Millennium
Bitches keep asking it and gates ain't feeling em
Take em home and bend them to the gate where I'm sending them

You gotta keep in mind
I'm a street nigga
Who kept it in the hood
Real street nigga
You get out of line
Imma get street with you
I'm dead game bottom line let them heats hit you

I got in shape I ain't take a lunch break
The devil in my face for 11 months straight
I let em eat for 7 weeks, I layed off em
It ain't safe in the corner so I stayed off em
Get it straight... WHATCHU mean "I got other plans"?
That hard life, that tan, I'm like hustle man
I got that peanut butter mmmm in my other hand
I'm from the state you stupid you buy a brick
I put it in Louis Vuitton luggage, buy 10
I throw in the Louis Vuitton duffel
That mini Mac 90, Louis Vuitton muscle
On an island like who wanna be a millionaire
My king player speak Spanish and got pretty hair
I'm in the game but I'm steady trying to ease out
I took away from the streets but never reached out
I hung around, took a peep from the top

I never knew dreams could be achieved from the blocks
Say I never knew dreams could be achieved from the Blocks
Say I never knew dreams could be achieved from the blocks
I never knew dreams could be achieved from the blocks

You gotta keep in mind
I'm a street nigga
Who kept it in the hood
Real street nigga
You get out of line
Imma get street with you
I'm dead game bottom line let them heats hit you
You gotta keep in mind
I'm a street nigga
Who kept it in the hood
Real street nigga
You get out of line
Imma get street with you
I'm dead game bottom line let them heats hit you

My jacket went from rabbit to chinchilla
Ruth's Chris for dinner
Stilla be in a rental blowin killa with a killer
My main focus in life was grind and get money
God show me the light so I rhyme to get money
Remember
On the air with them grams in my hand
Imma man took a stand never stand on the stare
Want green? got peas you can handle em for me
Probably touch more keys than a janitor will see
Flip faced component, handle by the seat
The hammer in my reach for dismantling your teeth
Knock ya brains outcha melon leave them splattered on your cheek
Now everything you thinkin all splattered in the street
Baffled by the street no exchange this a robbery
Cooking over blow the cain a commodity
745s, they crack pipe gray
With cream colored seats over cooked dope beige

You gotta keep in mind
Imma street nigga
Who kept it the hood
Real street nigga
You get out of line
Imma get street with you
I'm dead game bottom like let this heat his you
Huh
You gotta keep in mind
Imma street nigga
Who kept it in the hood
Real street nigga
You get out of like
Imma get street with you
I'm dead game bottom line let them heats hit you
Huh

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Street Niggaz – Gucci Mane Testo della canzone

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Street Niggaz – Gucci Mane

Im A Street Nigga Dog Everybody Kno Dat
So A Hater Get Smashed Bond Money On Deck
Gave My Dog Half A Brick 4 A "73" Dunk
Got Dat Bull Frog Yah Cuz I Kno It Gone Jump
Im A Real Street Nigga Do You Understand Me
Im A Walkin Bank Roll Breezy Rubberband Me
Red Monkeys On My Ass Gucci Frames On My Face
Got Dat Tony Tiger Kush Man Pimp It Smoke Great
Every Time My Phone Ring Dog Its 18-5
Only Problem Dat I Have Is What Car Im Gone Drive
Im A Real Street Nigga I Aint Never Had Shit
Man This Chain Roun My Neck Cost 4 Or 5 Bricks
Im A Street Nigga Dog I Dont Love No Bitch
I Aint Talkin 2 You Baby Less You Buyin 10 Bricks
Bought A "06" Lamb Wit Da Butterfly Doors
That's A Quarter Million Dollars Gone Just 2 Pull Hoes

Im A Street Nigga Dog
Im A Street Nigga Dog
You A Street Nigga Just Like Me
Im A Street Nigga Dog
Im A Street Nigga Dog
No Industry Im In These Streets [x2]

Im A Street Nigga Dog Hoes Love My Swag
And Da Jacob On My Wrist Thats A Drop Top Jag
Bought A Drop Top Vet And A Super Bad Bitch
How Much You Thank It Worth Bout 95 Bricks
Way Back In 95 It Was 95 Cent
Now Im 95 South With An R&B Bitch
Every Time I Leave The House Brang At Least 10 Grips
Cause Its 2 Or 3 Stacks Just To Park My Whips
Got A Small Amount Of Niggaz But A Large Amount Of Clips
And A Blue Bent Coop Same Color As Da Crips
Mean Mug On My Face Nigga Aint Nothin Funny
60 Grand On The Jac Nigga Time Cost Money
Got A Quarter Million Plate Das 18 Blocks
When Da Cops Try 2 Whip Me Man I Aint Gone Stop
Im A Real Street Nigga Dog I Aint Gone Lie
Bought A Pound Of Bubba Kush Just 2 Get The Clique High

Im A Street Nigga Dog
Im A Street Nigga Dog
You A Street Nigga Just Like Me
Im A Street Nigga Dog
Im A Street Nigga Dog
No Industry Im In These Streets [x2]

Im A Street Nigga Dog So I Love My Whip
Car Jack A Street Nigga Dats How Niggaz Get Killed
Im A Street Nigga Dog So I Love My Block
Paid A Junky Three Grams Just To Wash My Drop
Street Niggaz Love Me And I Love Street Niggaz
Got A Out Of Town Trap Come Twice A Week Nigga
Im A East Atlanta Vet Man I Aint Done Yet
Bitches Standin In Line Just To Wipe My Sweat
If You Make A Good Count
Then You Under Good Cheack
Never Beef Wit Street Niggaz Dog Thats Ya Best Bet
Street Niggaz Make A College Bitch Panies So Wet
To A Project Bitch Im Da Best Its Gone Get
Street Nigga Of The Year Yeah Dog Dats Me
Just 2 See My Wrist Twirl Man It 18 G's
Gucci Eatin Real Good Dog What About You
Im A Street Nigga Dog You A Street Nigga 2

Im A Street Nigga Dog
Im A Street Nigga Dog
You A Street Nigga Just Like Me
Im A Street Nigga Dog
Im A Street Nigga Dog
No Industry Im In These Streets [x2]

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Street of dreams

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Street of dreams di Guns n roses

All the love in the world couldn’t save you
All the innocence inside
You know I tried so hard to make you
I wanna make you change your mind

And it hurts too much to see you
And how you left yourself behind
You know I wouldn’t want to be you
Now there’s a hell I can’t describe

So now I wander through my days
Trying to find my ways
Next to these feelings that I felt
I saved for you and no one else

And though as long as this road seems,
I know it’s called the street of dreams,
but that’s not stardust on my feet,
It leaves a taste that’s bittersweet
That’s called the blues

I don’t know just what I should do
Everywhere I go I see you
Though it’s what you planned, this much is true, ooh
What I thought was beautiful don’t live inside of you anymore

I don’t know just what I should do
Everywhere I go I see you
Though it’s what you planned, this much is true
What I thought was beautiful don’t live inside of you anymore

What this means to me
is more than I know you believe
What I thought of you now
Has cost more than it should for me

What I thought was true before
were lies I couldn’t see
What I thought was beautiful
Is only memories

ha ha ha ha
What I’d tell you
oh oh oh
That’s what I’d got to

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Inside of you

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Street Of Dreams – Blackmore’s Night Testo della canzone

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I heard the sound of voices in the night
Spellbound there was someone calling and
I looked around no one was in sight
Fall down and I kept on falling

I've seen this place before
When you were standing by my side
I've seen your face before tonight
Maybe I just see what I want it to be
I know it's a mystery

Do you remember me on the street of dreams
Running through my memory
On the street of dreams

There you stood a distant memory
So good like we never parted
Said to myself I knew you'd set me free
But here we are right back where we started and

Something's come over me
And I don't know what to feel
Maybe this fantasy is real
Now I know I see what I want it to be
I know it's a mystery

Do you remember me on the street of dreams
Running through my memory
On the street of dreams

Something's come over me
And I don't know what to feel no
Maybe this fantasy is real
Now I know I see what I want it to be
I know it's a mystery

Do you remember me on the street of dreams
Running through my memory
On the street of dreams
I can hear you calling me
On the street of dreams

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Street Of Dreams – Lindsey Buckingham Testo della canzone

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Can't get going
Fear is showing
On this
Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Street of dreams
There's no telling
What they're selling
On this
Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Street of dreams
There's a shadow on my daddy's stone
Where he was laid, laid to rest
I ask him is this just a dream
Or is it just another test?
I turn my back against the cold
I turn my face into the wind
And I wonder will I ever, ever make it home again?
Shadow on my daddy's stone
Ten years gone, it seems
I ask him
Will I ever stop, ever stop dreaming dreams?
He said never, never, never
And I was praying
You'd be staying
On this
Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Street of dreams

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Street Of Dreams – Doris Day Testo della canzone

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Midnight, you heavy laden, it's midnight
Come on and trade in your old dreams for new
Your new dreams for old
I know where they're bought
I know where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street of dreams

Love laughs at a king
Kings don't mean a thing
On the street of dreams
Dreams broken in two can be made like new
On the street of dreams
Gold, sliver and gold
All you can hold is in the moonbeams
Poor, no one is poor
Long as love is sure
On the street of dreams

Midnight, look at the steeple, it's midnight
Unhappy people, it's ringing with joy
It's ringing with cheer
'Cause yesterday's gone
Tomorrow is near
Midnight, the heart is lighter at midnight
Things will be brighter the moment you find
More of your kind
Smiling on the street of dreams

Love laughs at a king
Kings don't mean a thing
On the street of dreams
Dreams broken in two can be made like new
On the street of dreams
Gold, sliver and gold
All you can hold is in the moonbeams
Poor, no one is poor
Long as love is sure
On the street of dreams

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Street Of Dreams – The Damned Testo della canzone

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Street Of Dreams – The Damned

If you can't sleep tonight
And if a fever grips you tight
There's a place we must explore
Open wide the door

We may be the haunted men
But we will hold our heads up when
We're walking down the street of dreams

The dead beats and the dispossessed
The seekers of unlikeliness
The beauty walks arm in arm
With the beast tonight

We may be the haunted men
But we will hold our heads up when
We're walking down the street of dreams

Down the street of dreams

We walk down the street of dreams

A thousand doorways open there
A thousand voices sweet and clear
Emotions felt with a passion
Never felt before

We may be the haunted men
But we will hold our heads up when
We're walking down the street of dreams

When you walk down the street of dreams
You gotta hold your head up high

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Street of dreams-Frank Sinatra

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1998 The complete reprise studio recordings -disk 18

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Street of dreams-Frank Sinatra di Frank Sinatra

Love laughs at a king, kings don’t mean a thing on the street of dreams
Dreams broken in two can be made like new on the street of dreams

Gold, silver and gold
All you can hold’s up there on a moonbeam
Poor, there ain’t nobody poor
Long as love is sure on the street of dreams

[instrumental]

All the gold, silver and gold
All you can hold’s up there on a moonbeam
Poor, nobody’s poor
Long as love is sure on the street of dreams

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Street Of Love (Rue De Mon Amour) – Dean Martin Testo della canzone

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You can stroll along the avenues
Choose whichever one you care to choose
But your heart's a song when you stroll along
Rue de Mon Amour

All the lovers there you chance to meet
Seem to make this street their favorite street
Love gave it its name that's how it became
Rue de Mon Amour

I was just a stranger to Pareee
Maybe she was just a stranger too
As I walked along she walked with me
And we fell in love as strangers do

You may say that I am quite naive
But I must believe what I believe
Cupid led my feet to that lovely street
Rue de Mon Amour

You may say that I am quite naive
But I must believe what I believe
Cupid led my feet to that lovely street
Rue de Mon Amour

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Street Of Windows – Marc Cohn

Meet me down on the street of windows
Girl, that's all I want you to do
Meet me down on the street of windows
And baby let me look through you

Meet me down on the street of windows
Where the boys were too young to care
How I long just to hear the echoes
Of every fallen teardrop there

'Cause I can... I can see your green eyes shining
And the flowers growing wild
I can hear your daddy crying
Just to watch you when you smile

Meet me down on the street of windows
Girl, that's all I want you to do
Just meet me down on the street of windows
And baby let me look through you

'Cause I can... I can see that you're growing up, child
And your hair is red and brown
And it's flowing any way the wind blows
Street of windows, let's go down...
Let's go down

'Cause I can... I can see your green eyes shining
And the flowers growing wild
I can hear your daddy crying
Just to watch you when you smile

Through the years on the street of windows
You can bring your walking cane
I will hold you when the wind blows
And you can be a child again...
You can be a child again

The street of windows...

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Street Opera – Fritz Da Cat Testo della canzone

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Street Opera – Fritz Da Cat

[Intro]
Lord Bean kids
FDC
950 ninety nine

[Verso 1]
Vedo lo spettro del rispetto
L'hanno ucciso, adesso cerca il mandante
Radar per la strada, l'assassino è latitante
Fra la tante mandrie ognuno è comandante
Il più grande maschera le vesti da infante
Lattante, fatti le dovute vasche a nuoto
Impara dai racconti dei vecchi seduti attorno al fuoco
Si tira avanti Basley, sto vivendo fasi
Trattenendo sfasi, sopportando scrausi
Con la smania degli applausi
Ma si stancheranno se li nausei
Resi reduci dai metodi più che dai casi
Sono passati sugli insegnamenti dei sapienti
Senti sentimenti spenti e concorrenti deludenti
Se non riempi le inopportune lacune
Nonostante l'acume è facile perdere il lume
Piume è quel che siete dinanzi al soffio dei saggi
Andate pure alle feste vestiti toghi a fare i gaggi
Karate Kid, wannabe Daniel San cadi
Ai collaudi se non caghi mister Miyagi
Volti nuovi intenti a tirar fuori ciò di cui disponi
Ma più ti esponi e più ti rompono i coglioni
Presunzioni a pieno, umiltà zero e un tot di crew e b-boy
Mangiati a colazione da chi ne sa più di voi
Per chi fa brutto col fantasma della soap-opera
Soap povera, Lord Bean, street opera

[Hook x2]
Lord Bean, questa è una per i veri kings
L'opera di strada per chi merita i suoi crediti
Per chi non rispetta, per chi non l'accetta
Per chi non ne sa e si crede in vetta e vendetta

[Verso 1]
Restare in piedi fra i teppisti e i pacifisti
I qualunquisti e i cronisti, fra gli arrivisti già visti
Fra gli agonisti malvisti ha i suoi rischi
Ma soprattutto è impossibile a dirsi come esser realisti
E capirsi senza tradirsi in questi abissi
Odio non fai amicizia con tutti i piranha di 'sto oceano
La furbizia sta a tappar le crepe che si creano
Ogni colpo si esterna, ogni faida è conferma
Regole di merda risolte a cartone e sberla
Vogliono far la guerra, io sono sulla terraferma
Piango col soldato Ryan ma rido di ogni caserma
Vent'anni e mi ritrovo con il piatto pronto in tavola
Potevo esser sul fronte se nascevo settant'anni fa
Smettiamola, non è lo sbarco in Normandia
Molla l'artiglieria, intanto spacco in Lombardia
Lyrical Messner, scalo le vette
Brucio gli anticristi dalle troppe finte tette
Per rifarsi non è mai tardi
Ma alcuni fondono in testa oppure esplodono come petardi
Altri troppo bastardi mi è difficile amarli
E intanto perdo stima nei loro riguardi
Per la strada terroristi e sommosse
Spray attivisti contro divise a strisce rosse
Rabbia da espellere, celere, celere quest'impeto
La rivolta sotterranea alla quale incito
Non è che recito, è che medito su quel che è lecito
Sollecito metrico all'esito
Metti a fuoco quel che predico e quello che dico
Perché adesso l'invito è a prender la mira sul vero nemico

[Hook x2]
Lord Bean, questa è una per i veri kings
L'opera di strada per chi merita i suoi crediti
Per chi non rispetta, per chi non l'accetta
Per chi non ne sa e si crede in vetta e vendetta

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Street Player – Chicago Testo della canzone

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Street Player – Chicago

I'll never forget those aimless years
Street sounds swirling through my mind
Trouble was often in the air
So we fought to forget our despair
I'm a street player
And I'll play you a song
'Cause you know, my heart & soul
Will carry, carry on
Carry on
Carry on
Carry on
City life's the only way
Street corners and billiard halls was our home away
Lessons learned still help me today
I'm a street player
I've seen it all
Hit men, thieves and many a brawl
But as you see I still stand tall
It was such a small space in time
I never knew that I would find
A musical path for all to see
Anxiety into ecstasy
I'm a street player
I'm a street player
I'm a street player
I'm a street player
I'm a street player
I've seen it all
Hit men, thieves and many a brawl
But as you see I still stand tall
It was such a small space in time
I never knew that I would find
A musical path for all to see
Anxiety into ecstasy
I'm a street player
I'm a street player
I'm a street player
I'm a street player

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Street Player – Chicago Testo della canzone

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Street Player – Chicago

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Street Poem – Anuel AA Testo della canzone

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Pregunta si la amo
Dice ser sincero
No lo cojas personal
Solo pienso en dinero
Pero te lo prometo
Voy ah ser historia
Y aunque me odien
Van ah tenerme en su memoria

No me mientas herma
Y mírame ah los ojos
Estas arrebatao
Porque los tienes rojos

It I don't fuck
Tu sabes no te miento
Pero te me encojonas
Si te digo lo que siento
Mira la luna
Que como tus ojos ta' brillando
No me vuelvas ah decir
Que en ti no me paso pensando
Que si me olvido de ti
Siempre que grabo
Pero tengo que ser millonario pa'
Seguir haciendo chavos

Y darte lo que necesites
Y lo que te mereces
Soñé con una como tu
Cuando cumplí los 13
En la escuela era la maestra
Y yo era el jefe
Pero en las pruebas del amor
Siempre sacaba f

Nuestra relación es complicada
Y sin querer
Le estoy haciendo daño ah mi amada
Como si bregara
Con sustancias controladas
Estoy fugao el amor me busca
Y ella preocupada

Nuestra relación es complicada
Y sin querer
Le estoy haciendo daño ah mi amada
Como si bregara
Con sustancias controladas
Estoy fugao el amor me busca
Y ella preocupada

Aunque la verdad duela
Pero las mentiras sanan
Íntimamente tengo problemas
Que ofenden ah los panas
Y ah las nenas
Por eso con cristina mato las penas
Si el mal nos separa
Soy tu pirata y tu mi sirena

No se si me entiendas
El amor no fue una droga
Pa' que no se venda
Y como tener la tienda
Si no ahí plata pa la renta
Te amo pero if you ain't with

Pa' la venta no se si tu comprendas

No se si me entiendas
El amor no fue una droga
Pa' que no se venda
Y como tener la tienda
Si no ahí plata pa' la renta
Te amo pero if you ain't with
Pa' la venta no se si tu comprendas

Hasta que se acabe el mundo
Tu y yo cristiniando
Tomo life el mote yo lo gritando
Veo niveles bien lounituns
Soy real un bandido
No tu príncipe azul

Nuestra relación es complicada
Y sin querer
Le estoy haciendo daño ah mi amada
Como si bregara
Con sustancias controladas
Estoy fugao el amor me busca
Y ella preocupada

Nuestra relación es complicada
Y sin querer
Le estoy haciendo daño ah mi amada
Como si bregara
Con sustancias controladas
Estoy fugao el amor me busca
Y ella preocupada

Barrabaraou
Como sufrí fui traicionao
No me comparo pa' que digas
Que estoy empichonao bebe
No se si ahí un cielo pa' alguien
Que le gusta andar armao
Pero si muero no me olvides
El de los ojos coloraos

Wao eih estoy fugao desde los 16
No soy un demonio
Los ojos son rojos por el hei
Como walei ya ni me enamoro
No le canto ah los coros
Llore por una puta niña
Créeme no lloro

Nuestra relación es complicada
Y sin querer
Le estoy haciendo daño ah mi amada
Como si bregara
Con sustancias controladas
Estoy fugao el amor me busca
Y ella preocupada

Nuestra relación es complicada
Y sin querer
Le estoy haciendo daño ah mi amada
Como si bregara
Con sustancias controladas
Estoy fugao el amor me busca
Y ella preocupada

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Street Punk – The Casualties Testo della canzone

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The crew is out tonight
Scarred for life, what a sight
A generation with no hope
This concrete jungle can be rough

Street punk Oi!
Street punk Oi! Oi!
Street punk Oi!
Street punk Oi! Oi!

They're on the streets
Breaking the rules
From broken homes
We're nobody's fools

[?]

Street punk Oi!
Street punk Oi! Oi!
Street punk Oi!
Street punk Oi! Oi!

They're on the streets
Breaking the rules
From broken homes
We're nobody's fools

Street punk Oi!
Street punk Oi! Oi!
Street punk Oi!
Street punk Oi! Oi!

They're on the streets
Breaking the rules
From broken homes
We're nobody's fools

The legion's out tonight
The child looking for a fight
Nobody seems to care
You can smell the fear in the air
The legion's out tonight
The child looking for a fight

Street punk Oi!
Street punk Oi! Oi!
Street punk Oi!
Street punk Oi! Oi!

They're on the streets
Breaking the rules
From broken homes
We're nobody's fools

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Street Punks On A Freight Train – Bryce Vine Testo della canzone

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We took a hard fall
But it's okay
I'm an asshole
Your a headcase
We were street punks on a freight train
Should've never been together in the first place
Rummage through the rubble
See memories of trouble
The rest are getting busy in a black car shuttle
Jamming Rancid in the class cause we crash with each other
You're coolest in the winter but you're hottest in the summer

One day we may laugh about it
One day we'll let it all out
One day we may talk about it
But that day's not now

We took a beating inside
I saw you fall from the ride
And started buying new clothes
You took the ring out your nose
I said your making me sick
You look at me like tough shit
I'm not the rebel yelling bitch you remember
That day when I crashed your car
That time when you punched my wall
I know we're responsible
We're both so irresponsible
And we keep steering down the wrong path
Sparks flying everywhere and now we can't turn back

One day we may laugh about it
One day we'll let it all out
One day we may talk about it
But that day's not now

Wow, look at us now
I went right behind the shutter
And you've become another
Side, maybe it's fine
Toss your pea coat
Burn your steel tongue boots
Blues, got in my grooves
You live a facade in covered up tattoos
So bye, maybe it's fine
Maybe one day we'll ride that train with pride

One day we may laugh about it
One day we'll let it all out
One day we may talk about it
But that day's not now
One day we may laugh about it
One day we'll let it all out
One day we may talk about it
But that day's not now

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Street Requiem – Brain Fno Testo della canzone

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Street Requiem – Brain Fno

{Chorus Brain x1}Per questa musica che m'ha cresciuto e m'ha cambiato (Bolo!)
Per ogni cerchio che si crea sotto ogni porticato (Bolo!)
Da Borgo Pio a Mazzini a San Donato
Rispettaci e vedrai che sarai rispettato (è Bolo!)
Per la mia gente street requiem dal mio porticato
(Bolo!) preghiere e fiori nati dal cemento armato
(Bolo!) 'sta roba m'ha cresciuto ed ora sono un soldato
Rispettaci e vedrai che sarai rispettato (è Bolo!)!

{Verso 1 Brain}Prega per noi peccatori tori di 'ste corride
Noi siamo fuori col culo sulle panchine
C'hanno insegnato a non tradire non si gioca
Qua la scala è amore soldi e droga con l'orgoglio sempre un poco sopra
Rido pure stressato anche se in passato
Per tante volte che ho pregato tante Dio non m'ha ascoltato
E qua nessuno è pulito ormai l'ho imparato
Di conseguenza sbaglio il triplo per restare avvantaggiato
Capo viaggio lontano sempre fuso orario
Fisso gli umani come dietro ad un acquario
Puntiamo a diventare quello che non siamo
Un sogno nel sogno un volo nel volo la mosca nell'aeroplano
Il mio rap è un requiem street vez
Non è la tua schiavitù del voler essere i re
Rimo la mia storia ognuno c'ha la sua ma cambia in base a chi ne parla
Tutti se la raccontano nessuno sa ascoltarla!

{Chorus Brain x1}Per questa musica che m'ha cresciuto e m'ha cambiato (Bolo!)
Per ogni cerchio che si crea sotto ogni porticato (Bolo!)
Da Borgo Pio a Mazzini a San Donato
Rispettaci e vedrai che sarai rispettato (è Bolo!)
Per la mia gente street requiem dal mio porticato
(Bolo!) preghiere e fiori nati dal cemento armato
(Bolo!) 'sta roba m'ha cresciuto ed ora sono un soldato
Rispettaci e vedrai che sarai rispettato (è Bolo!)!

{Verso 1 Inoki}Abito a Milano ma sono cresciuto a Bolo
Conosco molto bene il valore del lavoro
Conosco molto bene il sapore del sudore
Il colore dei palazzi a strisce di Via del Lavoro
Bolo casa Baida pronti a un'altra faida
Wesh (?) Bolo afro-araba
Sarda-puglio-calabra qui ristagna l'aria
Perciò tocca evadere Ness è nato nomade
Brain dice diobono io ti rispondo a tono
Sfondo finti kings appizzo e vandalizzo il trono
Mi scandalizzo poco se agisco demolisco
Chico rischio e riconosco il losco mischio e rifinisco il quadro
Non finisco il litio non mi serve cavo
Da Bolo a Milano zona 9 collegato
Con le mani negli affari obbligato a stare fuori condannato
In cattività esiliato!

{Chorus Brain x1}Per questa musica che m'ha cresciuto e m'ha cambiato (Bolo!)
Per ogni cerchio che si crea sotto ogni porticato (Bolo!)
Da Borgo Pio a Mazzini a San Donato
Rispettaci e vedrai che sarai rispettato (è Bolo!)
Per la mia gente street requiem dal mio porticato
(Bolo!) preghiere e fiori nati dal cemento armato
(Bolo!) 'sta roba m'ha cresciuto ed ora sono un soldato
Rispettaci e vedrai che sarai rispettato (è Bolo!)!

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Street Runner – Rod Wave Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

(Raccogli quella merda, TnT)
Questi segnali misti, segnali misti, mi stanno uccidendo
Non so cosa vuoi, ma so di cosa ho bisogno
Gli 'addii', i 'ciao', il 'ho bisogno di te' 'no non lo faccio'
Ogni volta che inizio a chiudere la porta, bussi e io ti faccio entrare
Amarti è il mio più grande peccato
Amarti è il mio più grande peccato
Amarti è il mio più grande peccato
Si si
Guarda, uh

Scusa se ho

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(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
These mixed signals, mixed signals, they're killing me
I don't know what you want, but I know what I need
The 'goodbyes', the 'hellos', the 'I need you' 'no I don't'
Every time I start to close the door, you knock and I let you in
Loving you is my greatest sin
Loving you is my greatest sin
Loving you is my greatest sin
Yeah, yeah
Look, uh

Sorry I missed your call, I was on a jet
I been so zoned out, tryna figure out what's next
So scared to fail, I'm calculatin' my every step
Gotta watch my back and keep my strap, but nonetheless
I think about you when I'm gone (Yeah), wishing I could hold you
Probably home, wishin' someone come and love you how they 'posed to
And I hope you see this letter 'fore it's too late (Yeah)
I hope chasin' my dreams don't get in the way
I blame my struggles and my uncles for my hustlin' ways
I'm way in Michigan right now, lookin' at real estate
Lord knows I wanna lay ya down but I'm chasin' cake
Can't go back broke, stay on the go, that's all that's on my brain

She tell me fuck you, I hate you, then I love you, can't blame you
She say I love you, but don't trust you, can't change you
I just hope we don't end how they do
Crash and burn on The Shade Room

Street runner, gotta stop running sometimes (Yeah)
I'm in your city tonight (Yeah)
And these lights (These lights), make me feel so inspired (Yeah)
Going higher and higher and higher (Yeah, yeah)
Taking me higher (Taking me higher)
Higher and higher and higher (Yeah, yeah)

Hey, I'm kinda glad that you didn't pick up
I kinda just called to hear your voice, so
Your voice recording was enough
Ugh, I should hang up, what am I doing? Um
So uh, I feel kinda dumb, but uh
I miss you, I've been thinking about you
I've been thinking about our love and how much I miss your touch
I miss being around you, hearing your laugh and holding your hand
I think of you every day
I hope and I wish that you're doing okay
I want us to go back to the old days
Because, I miss you, and I just thought of you, so I thought I'd call you
To tell you that you cross my mind and I took that as a sign, that I should call and say hi
So that's all, hi
I hope you don't think I've lost my mind, I hope you don't think I'm crazy
This message is getting long so I just say bye, but
The idea of you listening to this, the thought of you
I can't hang up
I'm in your city tonight
And these lights make me feel so inspired
Going higher and higher and higher

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Street Sharks: quattro pinne all’orizzonte

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Album

È contenuto nei seguenti album:

1997 Cristina D’Avena e i tuoi amici in TV 10

2000 Cristina D’Avena e i tuoi amici in TV 10

2000 Dragon Ball Dance Compilation

2000 Pokémon e Dragon Ball Dance Compilation

2011 Nella bella fattoria

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Street Sharks: quattro pinne all'orizzonte di Enzo Draghi

(Alessandra Valeri Manera – Silvio Amato)

QUATTRO PINNE ALL’ORIZZONTE

Per colpa di un pazzoide,

cattivo e genialoide,

quattro splendidi fratelli

ora sono quattro Street Sharks.

Simpatici e robusti,

con denti molto aguzzi,

son con noi per far trionfare

la giustizia e la verità.

Sono un po’ uomini e un po’ squali,

pescecani,

PERO’ NON SONO TUTTI UGUALI

GLI STREET SHARKS.

Quattro pinne all’orizzonte!

GLI STREET SHARKS

SON QUATTRO EROI AL SERVIZIO DELL’UMANITÀ.

Quattro pinne all’orizzonte!

GLI STREET SHARKS

SON PROPRIO CORAGGIOSI,

generosi,

MUSCOLOSI,

più forti che mai.

Quattro pinne all’orizzonte!

GLI STREET SHARKS

SON QUATTRO NUOVI AMICI DELL’UMANITÀ.

Quattro pinne all’orizzonte!

GLI STREET SHARKS

sono invincibili vedrai.

SON VERAMENTE STREPITOSI

QUESTI NOSTRI AMICI STREET SHARKS!

…………

Atletici e possenti,

veloci e intelligenti,

san che il mondo non è bello

se poi manca la libertà.

Sono un po’ uomini e un po’ squali,

pescecani,

PERO’ NON SONO TUTTI UGUALI

GLI STREET SHARKS.

Quattro pinne all’orizzonte!

GLI STREET SHARKS

SON QUATTRO EROI AL SERVIZIO DELL’UMANITÀ.

Quattro pinne all’orizzonte!

GLI STREET SHARKS

SON PROPRIO CORAGGIOSI,

generosi,

MUSCOLOSI,

più forti che mai.

Quattro pinne all’orizzonte!

GLI STREET SHARKS

SON QUATTRO NUOVI AMICI DELL’UMANITÀ.

Quattro pinne all’orizzonte!

GLI STREET SHARKS

sono invincibili vedrai.

SON VERAMENTE STREPITOSI

QUESTI NOSTRI AMICI STREET SHARKS!

STREET SHARKS!!!

Quattro pinne all’orizzonte!

GLI STREET SHARKS

SON QUATTRO EROI AL SERVIZIO DELL’UMANITÀ.

Quattro pinne all’orizzonte!

GLI STREET SHARKS

SON PROPRIO CORAGGIOSI,

generosi,

MUSCOLOSI,

PIÙ FORTI CHE MAI.

Quattro pinne all’orizzonte!

GLI STREET SHARKS

SON QUATTRO NUOVI AMICI DELL’UMANITÀ.

Quattro pinne all’orizzonte!

GLI STREET SHARKS

sono imbattibili vedrai.

CHE CORAGGIOSI GLI STREET SHARKS!!!

STREET SHARKS!!!

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Street Shit – Busta Rhymes Testo della canzone

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[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah.. this one appears to be very forceful..
Very forceful.. yeah, here we go now
Niggaz, bitches, where you at talk

Thug niggaz let me see y'all, yeah
Hah, before we slap niggaz silly with somethin
and put you out your misery and your sufferin
Uh-oh! Yeah, and just for frontin,
you got me bustin two nines
with one hand tied together or somethin
Ain't no mistakin we takin your trap
In case you niggaz didn't know,
you fuckin with the GLADIATORS of rap
On some John Reno shit in Professional,
how we accurate and precise when we bust
and every move is intentional
Violate and I will get at yo' ass
And if I can't catch you track star
we'll start throwin SHIT at yo' ass
Wait a minute nigga, hold up second,
see youse a bitch and while we bust yo' ass
yo' faggot peoples ain't even checkin
Yo y'all need to send the coroner, shit
Leave you lookin out a place
like youse a tourist on some foreigner shit
I be that nigga and I love to experiment
with specific high-explosives
just to take y'all niggaz out of this element, NOW!!

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]

Cause we got new shit for y'all
(All my niggaz in the spots,
y'all know we tear the shit down and how we hold it nigga)
And we come to take shit over y'all
(Yes we here to regulate
and put our foot down, the shop is closin nigga)
Always rep the street for all y'all
(Constantly hittin y'all off with street shit
and keep y'all niggaz open yeah
All my niggaz, all my bitches) Whatcha'all gon' do now,
everytime we come with that street shit

[Busta Rhymes]
Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, we move like stonefaced cold-hearted niggaz
Baldfaced straight retarded niggaz
Aiyyo the shit we do be so off the hook,
fuck around and get yo' leg broke
and beat all in yo' face with ya foot
We here to stay, FUCK payin a visit
I only fuck with certain LIVE niggaz
like my niggaz Tash and Xzibit
Ever since I vowed to keep the shit raw
I stay hittin niggaz with shit
that'll leave they fuckin face on the floor
Everytime niggaz know when we black
Smack a nigga so fuckin hard
he'll fall and probably spin on his back
Funny how niggaz'll always shit talk
The very next day they will notice the difference
in the way they bitch walk
My street niggaz need to come for the ride
Cause when we step up in the place
you funny niggaz need to slide to the side
I love to watch these funny niggaz diminish
and while we slowly murder them niggaz
they prayin on the MOMENT we finish
I take you back to the very beginnin
and beat you in yo' head from birth
and watch you grow lovin the SHIT we be bringin
Street niggaz keep they mind on they dream
Focus the most on gettin they paper
and be thoroughly reppin they team
You know we quick to mash it down for some hours
Quick to leave some of these niggaz shook
runnin with the rest of them cowards
And leave the rest of niggaz ready to dumb
and rep the street until we all die
could give a fuck wherever you from, NOW!!

[Chorus w/ minor variations]

[Busta Rhymes]
For all my motherfuckers
that live in the urban city areas
Only the urban city areas
The ghettoes
The neighborhoods where they got, delis, liquor stores
and churches right across the streets from alla that
Yeah..
Motherfuckers sellin weed, crack, and all of that shit
on the corner - it ain't the right thing to do
But niggaz is put in the motherfuckin, living conditions
that have to do that shit
The street motherfuckers
All y'all survival of the fittest motherfuckers, SURVIVE
This is dedicated to y'all
Street shit

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Street Shit Dae Dae Feat London On Da Track – Testo della canzone

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Got bout 7 grams in the trap
12 keep watching, forget what I said then

Do it in the trap by myself, ain't look back
Niggas wanna be me cause I don't cook crack
I bring that rap back, I'm 2Pac and Biggie
I bring that rap back, I'm 2Pac and Biggie
Back in 8th grade I had at least a whole ticket
My baby mama straight, she ain't got shit to worry about
I just went and bought a new Giuseppe, it just came out
No more red bottoms, I got [?] myself a pair
You never sold dope nigga where your trap at?
Know you wasn't there, I was in the apartments
Me and [?], we kept us a hotbox
Lil steel with me, freak [?] he [?]
Stifling up traffic
Cruising in that Bentley listening to that March Madness
I can make it happen in a minute, ask my daddy
These bitches so in love with all my fashion and my fabric

This that goal line, this that street shit
This that hold up, this that cheap shit
This that do that shit, this that talk that shit
This that Rollie gold on yellow bitch you doing this
This that goal line, this that street shit
This that hold up, this that cheap shit
This that do that shit, this that talk that shit
This that Rollie gold on yellow bitch you doing this

Know I wasn't tired, I bless you niggas every time
Never thinking twice, I try to know you every time
I was drinking and driving with that Glizzy on my side
Fish and tartar sauce, fucking piss 'em off
How you flexing on 'em?
How you pressing on 'em?
How you brush 'em off you?
I do this shit often
You on my shit list, I got my bitch with me
Niggas try to rob me, she gon' hit with me
Nigga what?

This that goal line, this that street shit
This that hold up, this that cheap shit
This that do that shit, this that talk that shit
This that Rollie gold on yellow bitch you doing this
This that goal line, this that street shit
This that hold up, this that cheap shit
This that do that shit, this that talk that shit
This that Rollie gold on yellow bitch you doing this

This that goal line, this that street shit
This that hold up, this that cheap shit
This that street shit, this that street shit
Out the mud
This that street shit, this that street shit
If you a thug
This that street shit, this that street shit
Nigga what?
This that street shit, this that street shit
Nigga what?

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Street Spirit (Fade Out) – Radiohead Testo della canzone

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Rows of houses, all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole

And fade out again and fade out

This machine will, will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all go under

And fade out again and fade out again

Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see its beady eyes
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole

And fade out again and fade out again

Immerse your soul in love
Immerse your soul in love

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Street Spirit – Radiohead

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Street Spirit – Radiohead canzone pubblicata per la prima volta nell’anno 1995

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Rows of houses, all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things we’ll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out

This machine will, will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all go under
And fade out again and fade out again

Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see its beady eyes
All these things into position
All these things we’ll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out again

Immerse your soul in love
IMMERSE YOUR SOUL IN LOVE

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Street Spirit – The Darkness Testo della canzone

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Street Spirit – The Darkness

Rows of houses all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things in all positions
All these things will one day take control
And fade out again and fade out

This machine will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all go under
And fade out again and fade out again

Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see its beady eyes
All these things into fruition
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out again

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Street spirit fade out

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Street spirit fade out di Radio Head

rows of houses all bearing down on me
i can feel their blue hands touching me
all these things in all positions
all these things will one day take control
and fade out again and fade out

this machine will will not communicate these thoughts
and the strain i am under
be a world child form a circle before we all go under
and fade out again and fade out again

cracked eggs dead birds
scream as they fight for life
i can feel death can see it’s beady eyes
all these things into frution
all these things we’ll one day swallow whole
and fade out again and fade out again.

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Street Starz Freestyle – Stormzy Testo della canzone

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Street Starz Freestyle – Stormzy

They don't bang they claim they do
Got more grade than an Asian yute
Old school, old to mans been local
Listen to lay dem spray dem crew
I'm never in a ravin' mood
But the sub goes boom like Katie's tune
Couple friends are paigons too
But I still back beef like Raymond do
Or should I say like Raymond does
Calm but I still get a paigon touched
All ten gangsters got no heart
So we call dem man "they're half way tugs"
Got a semi like my dicks half way up
One par me when the park game sucks
Come from a part of the town where dons move brown and some move class A drugs
But - but let me get back to the point
Too sick never sound whack on a joint
Didn't wanna go back to back with the boy
'Cos these dry MC's are actually moist
Yeah, with a few dons I know do this ting
They thought that shit will change cah Stormzy's back on this music ting
Nah bruh, tap my name on you let these niggas know
And I know it's dumb but I just wanna see how far she'll go
And I know I'm young but they're gonna see how fast I blow
And I don't mean run when I say I'll blow
I mean that it's off to the charts I go
But - but let me get back to the track
Get cash put that straight in the sack
Skinny man but I got weight on my back
Sorta powered up put a chain on the track
Racks on racks, cah all of us get racks get wrapped

Listen, oi, alright listen

But it's easy to push to me
Said the raves hard, shouldn't have shubz to me
Move to the girl, said she was facey
That's weird, she weren't even stush to me
I stay calm don't even look to beef
I make P, venues look to be booking me
Wife said it was the best beat of her life like
Nah fam she was just a couple jook to me
Nah, wait can't chat shit to me
Or come on some bad boy tip to me
Cah I spray bare, call me a Mayfair
Half of these MC's come like Chip to me
Big boys nah they kiss to me
Talk shit cousin your history
Mandem always watchin' my face
Oi merks, do I got tits on me
Make up, red lipstick on me
Nah do I look like -

Listen, Street Starz, ya dano what it is already ye
Follow me on Twitter, Stormzy1
Ya get me Street Starz all day every day
Baw

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Street Struck – Big L Testo della canzone

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Street Struck – Big L

[Big L]
Yeah, it's the Big L
Comin at you once again, in nine-five
And I dedicate this one
to all my peoples from Uptown.. and everywhere
Check it!

Yo where I'm from it ain't cookies and cream
There's a lot of peer pressure growin up as a young teen
You never know when you gonna get wet
Cause mad clowns be catchin wreck with a tec just to get a rep
Instead of cool friends, they'd rather hang with male thugs
Instead of goin to school, they'd rather sell drugs
It's best to go the right route and not the wrong one
Because it's gonna catch up witchu in the long run
Brothers be all up on us, actin stupid, gettin lifted
They life is twisted, and most of them are quite gifted
In other words, they got TALENT; but they'd rather sell cracks
and bust gats and run the streets actin violent
To them it's all about hittin skinz and makin some easy green
Cause that's all they show you on the TV screen
All they care about is a buck or bustin a sweet nut
They don't give a (WHAT?) cause they street struck

[Chorus: Big L]

You betta listen when L rhyme; cause bein street struck'll
get you nuttin but a bullet or jail time
So pay attention when L rhyme; cause bein street struck'll
get you nuttin but a bullet or jail time

[Big L]
Before the rap contract, I was sellin crack
Stay strapped with a Mac, I was into alla that
I started rappin and got nice as hell
If it wasn't for this I might be doin life in jail
And some of my peeps are still in the game sellin 'caine
If that's what you gotta do to maintain, go 'head and do your thang
But with the cash profit make an investment
And try not to go to the grave like the rest went
Cause you can be rich with crazy loot, own a house and nine cars
What good is that, if you're dead, or behind bars?
And yo it's not even funny
I've seen a lot of my peers give up they careers for some fast money
They could've been boxers, ballplayers or rap singers
Instead they bank robbers and crack slingers
Aiyyo they used to be legit kids, now they corrupt
They had dreams but gave em up cause they street struck

[Chorus: x2]

[Big L]
I still chill with my peeps in the streets; but most of the time
I'm in the crib, writin rhymes to some dope beats
Or either callin up some freaks to bone
But word up, I try to leave the streets alone
But it's crazy hard kid, in other words, it's spooky
The streets be callin me, like the crack be callin Pookie
It ain't a dumb joke, listen to this young folk
Cause where I'm from -- you can choke from the gunsmoke
Stay off the corners; that might be your best plan
Before you catch a bullet that was meant for the next man
Or end up with a deep cut
Or relaxin on a hospital bed, from bein street struck

[Chorus: x2]

[Big L]
Worrrd up!
Aiyyo take it from me, the Big L
Cause I been through it all, youknowhatI'msayin?
Stay off them corners you'll stay out of trouble
And I gotta say rest in peace to all the cats teasin streets
I'm outta her

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Street To Lean On – Crosby, Stills & Nash Testo della canzone

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[Intro. (Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar and Organ)]

Bag lady's complainin'
To the cop on the beat
She says she's got nowhere to go
She got nothin' to eat

Cop says, "Lady, have you considered
A life of crime?
You know you can eat real good
When you're doin' time"

And she has got no galleria
She's got no mall
All she's got is the street to lean on
And the gutter when she falls, yeah

[Instrumental (Electric Guitar)]

Do you see them gang bangers?
They gonna have a fight
You know they gonna knock somebody's teeth out
Maybe put out somebody's lights

We're gonna have to bust 'em
Put 'em all away in jail
You know it's the nineteenth time this month
Ain't gonna be no bail

And they have got no galleria
They got no mall
All they got is the street to lean on
And the gutter when they fall

[Instrumental (Electric Guitar)]

Fat lady with the wig on
She's down here buyin' antiques
She says "Can't you control these kids?
They're actin' like a bunch of freaks"

And the kids are givin' her the finger
They re talkin 'bout takin' her purse
And the street keeps gettin' hotter
The traffic keeps gettin' worse

And they have got no galleria
They got no mall
All they got is the street to lean on
And the gutter when they fall, yeah

[Instrumental (Electric Guitar)]

Do you see that politician?
Don't he look sincere
You know he will promise you anything
As long as he's down here

But he's gonna go home to the valley
To his house and lawn
And we will still be here
When he is gone

And we have got no galleria
We got no mall
All we got is the street to lean on
And the gutter when we fall, yeah

We got is the street to lean on
And the gutter

[Ending (Electric Guitar)]

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Street Walkin’ – Dan Auerbach Testo della canzone

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You know that time when I said I had a job
And that bartender looked over at you and he gave a nod
The rain was hard and the ghosts were talkin'
My mind was gone, I was street walkin'

Kids with looks have a better chance
Of makin' it to the special dance
You're up at bat and the infielder's stalkin'
My mind is gone street walkin'

Begging bums, soda pop
Yankee tickets, bottle tops
Miniskirts, magazines
Out on the street it's a livin' dream

I came correct on my secret lives
I spoke the truth, darlin', I look into your eyes
You got uptight and onlookers started gawkin'
The moon is high, I'm street walkin'

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Street War – ELP

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1994 In the Hot Seat

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Street War – ELP di Emerson, Lake & Palmer

You can see it on the TV (or in a magazine)
And you can read it in the headlines (it’s bloody Halloween)
Behind the politics of freedom (and burning gasoline)
If we keep drivin’ on this freeway , it’s goodnight, Josephine.

Eyes ablaze with virtue, they raise the sword of state
But still I see no compromise, it’s our heart upon the slate
We’re driven to the ledges, just one step to the wire
We’re under siege, it’s face to face, one spark can start a fire.

Street war, they’re burning in the ghetto
Street war, there’s writing on the wall
Street war, you can’t paint over anger
Street war, the rock’s about to fall.

You can dial up a murder (you’re watchin’ 911)
Or you can tune into a psychic force, the mystery has just begun
And if you wanna see the kids at school, you’d better take a gun
There’ll be a curfew in the dead of night until we see the risin’ sun.

Crazy-eyed fanatics, militia man invades
Inspired by insanity to storm the barricades
Where diamonds buy election, the soul of freedom bleeds
For the martyr and the madman, it’s the flame on which it feeds.

Street war, we’re blinded by ambition
Street war, we turn the other cheek
Street war, the guilty stand convicted
Street war, by every word they speak.

Street war, it’s trial by oppression
Street war, we’re strung out on a plate
Street war, for every dream you vaporize
Street war, you sow the seeds of hate.

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Street Wars – Boosie Badazz Testo della canzone

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Say thug
Them niggas at war across town
Sad part about it, them niggas used to be on the same corner, same block
Now they’re beefing
Boosie Badazz
Street wars turn violent
Real talk

These niggas used to run together, thug and stunt together
This when they was juveniles smoking weed, sipping jungle juice
One blew, one hustled, never grew, so he building cases
Throwing slangs in his words, this nigga really hate him
Never thinking ‘bout this nigga money on his mind
If his homie don’t see this coming, then homie blind
They kicked the door, hit for the works, somebody knew the spot
Cameras got ‘em, it was them niggas off your own block
But guess who sent them though? It was his nigga, yo
He like “not my nigga though, he dangerous, got to kill him though”
So K’s bust in ‘cause both sides will grave something
Keep it with me, you ain’t saying nothing

[Hook:]
Street wars turn violent
Old friends shooting old friends
Wild gun firing
Damn, got to keep it everywhere I go
Street wars turn violent
Damn dog, why you want to kill me?
Now I see it’s gun firing
Chopper, chopper, chopper
Put that on my mama
Street wars turn violent

Verse 2 for all my niggas in the dirt too
Murked a lot of niggas, but in the end, he got murked too
We Chi-Town living up in my city, strictly give you the business
E-, e-, e-, everybody got extensions
On the powerline, the tenants, everybody thugging
Nigga just had a shootout and them niggas second cousins (damn)
What the fuck going on?
Nigga shooting at each other ‘bout a song, better have your pistol
Fuck around with Boosie Boo, better have your hitters
I don’t have no feelings, turn to Mad Max, nigga
Them niggas killing for their boy who was a rat
But that boy took care of niggas, they’re coming back

[Hook:]
Street wars turn violent
Old friends shooting old friends
Wild gun firing
Damn, got to keep it everywhere I go
Street wars turn violent
Damn dog, why you want to kill me?
Now I see it’s gun firing
Chopper, chopper, chopper
Put that on my mama
Street wars turn violent

They’ve done killed Big Nut, what the fuck?
Got the whole ATL fucked up, rest in peace, blood
It’ll never end for Soulja Slim, rest in peace, thug
Niggas changing by the hour, this is me, thug
They killed this nigga’s son, now they’re busting guns
Fighting in the club, ain’t no 1-on-1
They just killed this little hustler
But the hustler had some first cousins and a big brother, and they’re all slanging
Even a scary nigga’s killing, they’re all dangerous
Big dog just made the call, now they’re all stinking
Niggas murking each other right on the set
One nigga jealous of the next

[Hook:]
Street wars turn violent
Old friends shooting old friends
Wild gun firing
Got to keep it everywhere I go
Street wars turn violent
Damn dog, why you want to kill me?
Now I see it’s gun firing
Chopper, chopper, chopper
Put that on my mama
Street wars turn violent

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Street Wars – Cypress Hill Testo della canzone

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[church bells gong]

[Verse One: B-Real]
As a kid, I was known, son of a thug
Snub-nosed .38 in the glove, who can relate with us?
Never had an easy life, shit's way out
Clips spray out, fools pay out or play out
Any scenario, been there, done that
Gone where some of y'all niggaz, couldn't come back
Been through the hottest parts of hell
Came back with a hard shell and, hard as nails
I went through it all, do it all, screw it all
Small you recall, the hard times as a juve-nile
Often misunderstood
Some joined the military, others just joined the hood
Street corner combat, part of the dark streets
Your heart beats pump when my slugs release
And there ain't no tellin, don't be the one yellin
These birds are deadly, they can shatter your melon

[Chorus 2X: B-Real]
When the street wars jump off, there's only one thing to do
Grab your gat and squeeze one off
This ain't the life of the soft ones who run off
You got one shot to get you a knot

[Verse Two: B-Real]
At the crossroads, sick of holdin the badlands
Where street wars, kick off quicker than Van Dam
Mistakes of mad man, I remember the old ways
The old days where fools clapped yo' {?}
No quarter, you feel me?
Life expectancy's just a little bit shorter
G's gave the order, you carried 'em out
Quick fast, you the last nigga I'm worried about
Get that street lead, that was one step over the edge
Much closer to death, every step I kept on
Learnin about the dark paths, made a hard left
Prayed to God death is swift and painless
This life ain't for everyone, stay out my shoes
You can't trade your fate, I hate to break the news
The young won't respect the fences these days
You a marked man if you get caught up in these ways

[Chorus]

[pause for spooky instrumental]

[Chorus]

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Street You Live On – Remi Wolf Testo con traduzione in italiano

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Street You Live On – Remi Wolf

Testo in uscita il 15 Ottobre 2021

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Streetcar

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Streetcar di Funeral for a friend

[Number dialed]
(Hello!?)

And there’s the rub, we can talk for a while
But I have sweet nothings to say
You don’t want me anyway, you don’t want me anyway
So why, why should I stay?

So goodbye to you and your life
Your new best friends, your confidence
And I’ll be here when you get home

Sitting halfway, away from nowhere
Praying for our lips to touch
Holding myself for a second
Just to catch you smile on this line

So goodbye to you and your life (two months, eight weeks)
Your new best friends, your confidence (turn my hours into days)
And I’ll be here when you get home (when you get home)

So goodbye to you and your life (two months, eight weeks)
Your new best friends, your confidence (turn my hours into days)
And I’ll be here when you get home, when you get home

[Voices:] I can’t feel the same about you anymore [many times]

Is it just like you said it would be (it’s never easy),
I can’t feel this way about you anymore
Is it just like you said it would be (it’s never easy),
I can’t feel the same

I can’t feel this way,
I can’t feel the same about you anymore (it’s never easy)
About you anymore (it’s never easy)
No, I can’t feel this way
I can’t feel the same about you anymore (it’s never easy)
About you anymore (it’s never easy)
About you anymore

[Dial tone]

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Streetcar – Daniel Caesar Testo della canzone

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Let me know
Do I still got time to grow?
Things ain't always set in stone
That be known let me know

Seems like street lights, glowing, happen to be
Just like moments passing in front of me
So I hopped in the cab and I paid my fare
See I know my destination, I'm just not there
All the street lights, glowing, happen to be
Just like moments passing in front of me
So I hopped in the cab and I paid my fare
See I know my destination, I'm just not there

In these streets
In these streets
I'm just not there in these streets
I'm just not there
Life just ain't fair

Seems like street lights, glowing, happen to be
Just like moments passing in front of me
So I hopped in the cab and I paid my fare
See I know my destination, but I'm just not there
All the street lights, glowing, happen to be
Just like moments passing in front of me
So I hopped in the cab and I paid my fare
See I know my destination, I'm just not there

In these streets
In these streets
I'm just not there in these streets
I'm just not there
Life just ain't fair

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Streetfight – David Essex Testo della canzone

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Streetfight – David Essex

Yeahhhhhh

I'm cold mama, mama, ma mama now
I'm cold mama, mama, mama now

Another Saturday night
Somebody in a streetfight
Got shot tonight

It's hard now
It's gettin' harder
It's gettin' so hard now

I was lookin' back to see
If you were lookin' back at me
To see me lookin' back at you
What?!

I was lookin' back to see
If you were lookin' back at me
I saw that you were lookin' too
Oh!

Shu doop be doo, shu doop be doo
Saturday night
Shu doop be doo, shu doop
Somebody got it tonight

Shu doop be doo, shu doop be doo
Saturday night

Shu doop be doo, shu doop
Somebody got it tonight

Shu doop be doo, shu doop be doo
Saturday night

Shu doop be doo, shu doop
Somebody got it tonight

Shu doop be doo, shu doop be doo
Saturday night

Shu doop be doo, shu doop
Somebody got it tonight
...

I was lookin' back to see
If you were lookin' back at me
To see me lookin' back at you
What?!

I was lookin' back to see
If you were lookin' back at me
I saw that you were lookin' too
Oh!

Ohhhhhhhhhhaaarrrghhhhh

Another Saturday night
Somebody in a streetfight
Got shot tonight

Another Saturday night
Somebody in a streetfight
Got shot tonight

Another Saturday night
Somebody in a streetfight
Got shot tonight

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Streethawk I – Destroyer Testo della canzone

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Hey girl, come on and take a whirl in my machine
Though, I'm telling you now, it leaves scars on the wanton
Behind these bars there's a house built for haunting

Now, go or don't go
Just don't say no
'Cause the listeners of the world are on her side
The listeners of the world are on her side

She said the city was dead and gutless
I cried for the city

You gotta move to stay alive
You do the very modern jive
Oh, once I knew what that wisdom was for
September Girls think those pearls just wash up on the shore

Now, go or don't go
Just don't say no
With the listeners of the world all on her side
the listeners of the world all on her side

She said the city was dead and gutless
I cried for the city
She said the city was dead and gutless
I cried for the city
She said the city was dead and gutless
I cried for the city

Streethawk tempts the huntress:
"Let the girls go insane!"
As we lay down our weapons and sure enough
We are slain by that stuff

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Streethawk II – Destroyer Testo della canzone

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Streethawk II – Destroyer

There ought to be a law
There ought to be a railroad
To take me away
To take me away

There ought to be a law
An ocean of escape
To take me away
To take me away

There ought to be a law
There ought to be a railroad
That takes you away
That takes you away

There ought to be a law
An order of restraint
That takes you away
That takes you away

I heard those symphonies come quick
Now that you are sick of breathing new life into the form
Hey Streethawk, you've been spotted hanging out outside the storm
Why don't you fly?

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Streetheart – Feat Dion

Here she come walkin' down the street
She's so lovely and, ooh, she's so sweet
She's just a streetheart to me
I don't need no fancy lady
Always trying to be, yeah

She got it movin' like an [?] clock
She the best thing that, ooh, down on my block
She's just a streetheart to me
I don't need no fancy lady
Always trying to be, yeah

Woah that perfume that caught her in pain
Makes me think you are what you ain't
Way my little girl, treats her man
She's so fine, well I can love that girl
I'll love her till the end of time

Don't know exactly what it is that she got
But I do know that, ooh, she got a lot
She's just a streetheart to me
I don't need no fancy lady
Always trying to be, no no

Woah that perfume that caught her in pain
Makes me think you are what you ain't
Way my little girl, treats her man
She's so fine, I can love that girl
Love her till the end of time

She got it movin' like an [?] clock
She the best thing that, ooh, down on my block
She's just a streetheart to me
I don't need no fancy lady
Always trying to be, yeah

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Streetheart – Dion Testo della canzone

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Streetheart – Dion

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StreetHighLife – Collu Testo della canzone

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StreetHighLife – Collu

Ho un chiodo e ne farò duecento
Giriamo in 7 su una cinquecento
Basta un attimo un frammento
Per capire quanto siamo forti dentro
Qui si puote ciò che si vuole paradiso ed antinferno
Come Virgilio e Dante giro per l' inferno
Eterno capogiro
Sono il capo in giro taglio braccia gambe capo e poi la giro
Mangio insieme a Reb e Paco nachos
Salsa piccante zero dipendenze zero affascinante
Ti hanno assunto perché il posto era vacante
Spendiamo come il pagante
Finché la nostra andatura e deambulante
Sono il più valido duellante
Un armadio con due ante
Sono come la luna alzo il livello da distante

La mia poesia ispirata dopo aver sputato qualche amaro dente
Viene dal profondo si differenzia dalla gente
E cazzo fra si sente
Sguardo vacuo e assente
Mi assento due secondi resta indifferente

Quando bevo ho le gambe marce sfatte
Tipo sospensioni su fake taxi
Troia succhia il cambio o sono cazzi
Smazzi parli sprazzi di merda
Pazzi in giro in giro per la strada
Cercando gente cercando paga
Zaino pieno di montana
Pacco full of marijuana
Oltre al rap abbiamo questo prenda o se ne vada
Che ti devo spiegare
Perché non dico il nome dei miei amici e non ti chiamo se vado a pigliare?
Dai dai non ti imparare non rimpiangere un maestro non in grado di insegnare
Prega all'altare ascolta e non parlare
Sta tipa un rocher da scartare e assaporare
Mi sa che non posso proprio più scappare
Profilo basso come gli Hobbit
Mi ha incastrato Roger Rabbit
Strada buia mozziconi sparsi
Sotto agli occhi occhiaie come braci niente abbracci e baci
Trovo guardie e scazzi
Corro che non faccian scherzi
Meglio che qua sterzi

Sto rallentando cielo indaco
Una stregoneria da zingaro
Fumo un etto e poi mi adagio
Goditi il paesaggio bro
Resta fresca troppo buona questa pesca
Giornata calma piatta fredda alla finestra
Come la vendetta ti do un calcio tu sulle stelle
Ben ti star
Scarpe all star
Ali High tech Red bull Tony stark
Dati falsi identikit
Balordi negri e Rap stile detroit

What do you mean?
Mi calo un po' di lean
Ormai ci ho fatto il callo
Strisce colorate blu rosse verde giallo
Come un tulipano nel pieno di maggio
Spezie varie sui vassoi solo per un assaggio bro!

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Sometimes I'm steady like a rock
Sometimes the truth speaks when I talk
But then again a little more often than not
I'm pushing through the fog of my own thoughts

And then the streetlamp in my head flips a switch and I come back
Ready to devise a stronger plan of attack
I know these circumstances are to help me train
To be your warrior for peace against my brain

Sometimes I'm open to receive
Sometimes even when my eyes are closed I can see
But sometimes in a matter of minutes, I'm so far down
That suddenly I'm looking up to see the ground

And then the streetlamp in my head flips a switch and I come back
Ready to devise a stronger plan of attack
I know these circumstances are to help me train
To be your warrior for peace against my brain

So don't ask me how we came to be 'cuz it really doesn't matter, you see
Because life is but a dream filled with the ultimate distractions
Maneuver your way through and you're free
Oh, if you get there first come find me
Come find me, oh

Sometimes I'm taken by surprise
Sometimes I can see God in my eyes
But sometimes like a dragon's breath the smoke reappears
And I'm blinded once again by my fears

And then the streetlamp in my head flips a switch and I come back
Ready to devise a stronger plan of attack
I know these circumstances are to help me train
To be your warrior for peace against my brain, my brain

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Streetlife – Boef Testo della canzone

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Streetlife – Boef

Ey, je gaat niet halen, maakt niet uit wie je broer is (Fuck dat)
Rappers stressen wanneer Boef in de booth is (Rah)
Ben met een Algerijn, een Mocro of Tunis (Tunis)
En vind het jammer dat het niet meer als toen is (Jammer)
Maar niks is zeker in this life, shit happens
Ik word sowieso rijk, al moet ik jou kidnappen (Rah)
Want mijn zoon draagt later Louis, ja, en jouw kid neppe (Neppe)
Ik was altijd aan het roven want al gauw winsthebbend
Zoek een vrouw met hersens (Hersens), hoofd geven ze allemaal
Ik hou geen rekening, ik zet het die man betaald (Payen)
Als ik met m'n anti loop en ik naar je borst ga
Rennen we naar binnen, kan die beter op de grond gaan (Strekken)
Op het pleintje, als een geintje is dit ontstaan
Liggen wij elkaar niet dan kan jij beter opstaan (Opstaan)
Te korte lont gap, en niemand steekt die lont aan (Niemand)
Ik hou m'n dekking hoog, want die assie blijft m'n long slaan

Het snelle leven dat is zo voorbij
Zet je stappen jongen, maar je moet geen dromer zijn
Maar die kleine zegt mij, hij wilt een rover zijn
En ik zeg hem, "Straks sta je op een dodenlijst"
Dan hoor je *ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta*
Bullets vliegen door de lucht, maar nu kan je niet meer terug
Je moet rennen, je hoort *ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta*
En wie heeft dan je rug?
En wie slaat er op de vlucht?
Dit is streetlife

Bijna alles wat ik schrijf nu is pure winst (Winst)
Inval, ben waarschijnlijk door de buurt getipt (Flikkers)
Kifesh al die haat in die nieuwsbericht (Kifesh)
Je weet toch wie de baas is, views gericht (Rah)
Was in de buurt met wit (Wit), en ik dacht ik zou in coke gaan (Sosa)
Maar gelukkig, zag rap als een Kroaat
Was in de stu en ik moest schrijven als een poëet (Schrijven)
Jij infiltrant, ik hoor dat je met de po eet (Rah)
M'n bradda in de dope game zegt, "Is d'r een probleem?" (Probleem)
Dan moet je bellen, wollah teh, kom d'r ook heen (Beng)
M'n hoofd thee, niet expresso (Nee)
Ik heb keiveel in petto, rechter eist als Cornetto
In mijn wijk is het ghetto (Ghetto)
Iedereen zoekt geld, tevens
Mama zegt me, "Als je steelt ben je echt bezem" (Bezem)
Nu pakken we je ijs, mattie, elfsteden (Ha-ha)
Jij blijft wachten op police, ik moet wegwezen

Het snelle leven dat is zo voorbij
Zet je stappen jongen, maar je moet geen dromer zijn
Maar die kleine zegt mij, hij wilt een rover zijn
En ik zeg hem, "Straks sta je op een dodenlijst"
Dan hoor je *ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta*
Bullets vliegen door de lucht, maar nu kan je niet meer terug
Je moet rennen, je hoort *ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta*
En wie heeft dan je rug?
En wie slaat er op de vlucht?
Dit is streetlife

Dit is streetlife

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Streetlife – Chase & Status Testo della canzone

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This is the story of a streetlife
Story of a streetlife [3x]

If you not understand my ghetto, you should have never come around
It seems like every single day, there's something bringing me down
Now there's a war in the streets, the guns blaze all the time
If you're a real bad man, then you'll never back down
[2x]

If you not understand my ghetto, you should have never come around
(story of a streetlife)
It seems like every single day, there's something bringing me down
(story of a streetlife)
Now there's a war in the streets, the guns blaze all the time
(story of a streetlife)
If you're a real bad man, then you'll never back down
(story of a streetlife)

If you not understand my ghetto, you should have never come around
It seems like every single day, there's something bringing me down
Now there's a war in the streets, the guns blaze all the time
If you're a real bad man, then you'll never back down

Story of a streetlife [3x]

If you not understand my ghetto, you should have never come around
(story of a streetlife)
It seems like every single day, there's something bringing me down
(story of a streetlife)
Now there's a war in the streets, the guns blaze all the time
(story of a streetlife)
If you're a real bad man, then you'll never back down

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Streetlife serenader

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È contenuto nei seguenti album:
1974 Streetlife serenade

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Streetlife serenader di Billy Joel

Streetlife serenader
Never sang on stages
Needs no orchestration
Melody comes easy

Midnight masquerader
Shoppin’ center heroes
Child of Eisenhower
New world celebrator

Streetlife serenaders
Have such an understanding
How the words are spoken
How to make the motions

Streetlife serenaders
Have no obligations
Hold no grand illusions
Need no stimulation

Midnight masqueraders
Workin’ hard for wages
Need no vast arrangement
To do their harmonizing

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Streetlight

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Streetlight di Gen Rosso

Gen Rosso

Streetlight!

In the city you can feel it, feel it all around you
Something’s going down in the streets alright
Concrete and steel will set the scene that will surround you
Can you feel the magic in the air tonight

Streetlight!

Let it shine upon you let it guide you to the meaning
Living in the hole where no one wants to go
Temporary sunshine in your everlasting evening
It’s a miracle my friend anything ever grows

Streetlight!

Move a little faster never notice never question
Leaving nothing more than clouds of dust in sight
It doesn’t seem like much but you can call it my playground
There’s a light that’s gonna touch your soul tonight

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Yeah, yeah

I don't speak like you do
Everywhere I go I swear that streetlight voodoo
Got me frozen
Ooh
It's got me frozen

And in darkness tonight I saw you standing outside
I was trying to get home and you was tryna get high
I kinda laughed to myself 'cause I knew that the passers by
Would have no idea the habits you're carrying on your side
It's a problem and it's an issue and I miss you
Wish I didn't have to diss you
Throwin' fits you little shit
You keep on makin' mistakes
Dream to make an escape
Watchin' everyone eat's got you stealing pieces of cake
But I'ma take it all
Often threatenin' to break it off
'Cause homie never work
But you claim that you takin' off
From that life that you always livin'
Constantly feelin' bad for the chances you've never given
And chances you've never had
Slingin' shit on the streets, man, fuck that
Dump them dimebags out your rucksack
And cut back to images of livin' with the people that you love, yeah
Homie just come back
Homie just come back, cause

(You know what, you know what?)
I don't speak like you do
(Yeah!)
Everywhere I go I swear that streetlight voodoo
Got me frozen
(You know what, you know what?)
Ooh
It's got me frozen
(Yeah!)
Yeah

You know what, you know what?
Yeah!
You know what, you know what?
Yeah!

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I heard a voice come through on my telephone line
Told me that it was your time
I thought that they were fooling
They were fooling me
And then I remember having this dream of mine
When it came down on me

I was told by a friend of mine
That it don’t matter if your dreams, they bother you
Your dreams won’t happen unless you only want them to
So I asked him for a ride
He said, “Hop on board, girl
I been waitin’ here for you”
I thought I had nothin’ left to lose

Where’d you say you’d be tonight
Streetlights are all I see

All I wanted on that ride
Was just a little kindness, a little kindness shown my way
I found myself runnin’ out of ideas on how to say
It just got to be somethin’ more than I could take
But that summer somehow we were havin’ fun
Your magic took me by surprise

Where’d you say you’d be tonight
Streetlights are all I see
And now I know the feelin’s right
Yes I know the feelin’s right
‘Cause just last night you came into my dreams

Yes you did, yes you did

I heard a voice come through on my telephone line
Told me that it was your time
I thought that they were fooling
They were fooling me
And then I remember having this dream of mine
When it came down on me
I said it came down on me—Oh

Where’d you say you’d be tonight
Streetlights are all I see

And now I know the feelin’s right
‘Cause just last night you came into my dreams

I heard a voice come through on my telephone line
Told me that it was your time

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Streetniggaz – DJ Kay Slay & DJ Greg Street Testo della canzone

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[DJ KaySlay:]
It's that street nigga shit!
Smitty! Jae Millz! Mike Beck! Kayslay! Greg Street!
Y'all know what the fuck it is! Let's! Go!

[Smitty:]
This is nothin new to me, life ain't what it used to be
Now it's all gun cocked, scared a nigga truthfully
Cock, black, assault, fast
Got, cash, cop, crash
And y'all full of shit keep the heart full of clips
Yo' pot his pot keep the spot full of bricks
No fame no game I pull a bitch
New whip blue six same color crip
And y'all lame niggas hear we on some other shit
Off white soft white as long as it's butter shit
Burn, yay, you earn, you straight
You earn, we take, you hungry, we ate
No stress one sack already done that
Call my weight Jordan (Why) because it come back
Five five for the ounce spit one stack
Cock that drop that nigga that's a comeback
Need a new hustle already done rap
Tired of the same cash so I called Dame Dash
My CD, is real, it's Smitty and Millz
Live from the ghetto why I never let go

[Jae Millz (DJ KaySlay):]
Papa wasn't never here O.G.'s made me grown
Mama let her baby roam and now baby holdin chrome
It don't matter who you name he can't flow like me
I petty might be aight yeah but he ain't dope as me
If you been around fam I know you notice me
Yes! One hand in the air one on the chest
It's Mr. wanna what some call me one of the best
And if they don't, it must be cause they want it to deaf
Everybody talk bullets to you give it one of them fresh
One wrong punchline will get you one through ya vest
And you ain't gotta be Hines Ward to catch
Somethin from thirty yards out fuck what ya bars 'bout
We shootin niggas like Reggie Miller did
Nah I ain't Scarface homey I'm worst, I'll kill your kids
Who doubtin me I'll do your newborn like Mike did his lil' ass from the balcony
Corny industry niggas hatin and reroutin me
But I'm a wolverine I was raised where the moutains be
Slept in the dungeon the trainin be the same
Sylvestor Stallone did before he fought Dolph Lundred
Nigga yous a pumpkin Smitty spark the lama
And nigga fuck the frontin till the cats believe that I'm a be the (Street niggga!)

[Mike Beck (DJ KaySlay):]
The hood is full of roaches the crib is so full of roaches
My livin was so atrocious so flippin we came devoted
Ask about the wrist game whip game
How I flip change make it to diamonds that glisten
I'm the shit man manuer street polluter
Peeps is beast just to eat they'll shoot ya
Politics as usual it's usual crucial
Shoot through your Red Monkey's let the shells seduce ya
I'm a, predicate cutter, better be butter
If I touch it I must get cash in a bundance
Stacks, for the hundred, pass smell the blunt scent
Get you in the car in your pockets it's your months rent
In the front big head on the horn
By the time they come check your pulse presume your dead I'm gone
Were probably on another coast new clothes another toast
New hoes with new dough move low right through those
Death points, from the hood to borderline
Take money from the hood and bought the borderline
So much more than rhyme his thoughts borderline
His brawl with this boar listen to 'em tell 'em I'm a (Street nigga!)

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[Verse One - Layzie Bone:]
Now I sound so raw, 'cause I'm down by law, tryna play me 'cause I'm rapping I will break your jaw, catch a
nigga in these streets make you take clothes off, leave you dead butt naked, man you're fucking with a
boss, cross pass with me, I'm in the hood all them watts in the Bronx where they cater all around
the devil block, trouble not, I'm ready for 'em, niggas they know I'm ready for them, I'm the hardest
I'm a deadly [?] so I'm heated heavy for it, why are you looking for me nigga with your looking ass, meet me at the
club all my niggas get to whipping ass, then a nigga sue me, sue me nigga posed to be thug, nigga
posed to be street, pull your skirt down nigga 'cause we're smellin' your pussy, the whole bottom line is
you can't fuck with me, Will.I.Am the ghetto! Will.I.Am the ghetto! (streets!), 'cause I'm a thug by
nature, thug by nature, gotta keep thuggin', I'm thuggin', gotta keep thuggin', I'm thuggin'.

[Chorus - Will.I.Am:]
you're looking, for me, I'll be, rollin',
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets,
if you looking, for me, i'll be, rolling'!
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets.

[Verse Two - The Game:]
It's the black rag assassin, forty for mag blast, and black ski mask throwing shots out a dodge
magnum, gangbang forever put the barrel on the head of the devil, with homicidal intentions I reign
terror, on any cliq or squad you niggas bitch you fraud, I'm a ticking time bomb let it finish the
job, lyrical damage on one, two punch, crush you amateurs, box and watch me execute like
(cockins?), my flow piping hot scorching, proceed with caution murder any MC, your soul is lost, when
I'm riding with them bone thugs, black glocks and chrome slugs, parked on the block with the nose
up, get ready for the face off, Nicholas Cage ain't got shit on a nigga with a fucking grenade, one
man army, only two things in the world can call me, west pussy and that bomb ass chronic, I never
back down, never back down, never back down, now let the bone thugs back.

[Chorus - Will.I.Am]

[Verse Three - Krazie Bone:]
Now we them niggas in them black dickies and steel toe boots, stomp on that nigga that got a
pistol but he still gonna shoot, 'cause he's a hoe, like half of' these niggas is rappin', I'm gonna let you
know, these niggas is actin' and puttin' on a fancy show, we done checked these niggas, met these
niggas man I don't respect these niggas, I'm a real motherfucking T-H-U-G, original hate to be a
critic, but your shit I ain't feeling, no, your niggas is elementary, I got history, lyrically you can't
see me, physically I'll bring your misery, seriously, you niggas ain't been hearing me, but listen
to these other niggas hits, you hear my twist they blew my shit, but it's all good, 'cause we keep it
all hood, and when we see niggas get rolled dog like a hog should, just lemme put the mother
fuckin' money on the wood, bitch niggas would be gone if they could, but I'm gonna shut 'em down, I'm gonna
shut 'em down, I'm gonna shut 'em down, bone niggas known not to fuck around!

[Chorus - Will.I.Am]

[Verse Four - Wish Bone:]
I got my hand on my balls, gripping in the raws, hood star, shit could be my boulevard, you know
I'm in the streets, I ain't hard to reach, on some cool shit and some beef shit nigga I'm in the
streets, this ain't my only occupation hittin' avenues, chasing paper always, and I know how to get
it, and pissy hallways, in the raw way, you can get it how you live, nigga step the wrong way, I
let it bang b-bang bang, I'm the street for real, and I love it but you know how the game play got
me ready to kill, somebody, but it's all good, with these shows at my streets nigga all good, gotta
be stacking my paper like that's all I know, these niggas is playing, I gotta get it like lock and
load, winter through summer, summer back through to winter, we hustling dawg, hustling, hustling,
hustling, give it all you got, give it all you got, hustling, niggas is talking bout weed now watch
your mouth!

[Chorus - Will.I.Am]

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Streets – Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

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Streets – Custom Testo della canzone

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Streets – Custom

i oh i

sometimes it's time to
think about it
sometimes it's time to find time
it's not like you really lost it
like a lucky penny or your mind

a ghost of you is on her lips
a shattered glimpse of
when you'd play
leaving only silence
on another lonely day

but this is not the time
it's not the time to feel
you have your instuctions
now you better close the deal

step up i said step up
do you hear me
when i'm talking to you
i said step up you stupid little fool
too long in the game to not know
the rules
step up step up step up
don't even think about
thinking about
what you're going to do
step up step up no way
some dimple's
going to take you back to school

i oh why
i oh why

sometimes it's time to
think about it
sometimes it's time to find time
he may be her lucky penny
that she'll never get to shine

the streets between
them are melting
as he puts together the
bits of steel
he can still smell the
flowers she kissed
in a way that he could feel

but they sent you the money
her address and the day
and the usual intructions
the blow the mark away

step up i said step up do
you hear me
when i'm talking to you
i said, step up you stupid little fool
too long in the game to not know
the rules
step up step up step up
don't even think about
thinking about
what you're going to do
step up, step up no way
some dimple's
going to take you back to school

i oh i
i oh why
why oh why
why oh why

yes this is your body
yes this is your face
this is your truth
your hatred your disgrace
she may be a mirror
in jest of your mistakes
or a monster too
who could understand your place

she may be a mirror
she may be a mirror
she may be a mirror in jest
of your mistakes
she may be a monster
she may be a monster
she may be a monster
who could understand your place

step up i said step up do
you hear me
when i'm talking to you
i said, step up you stupid little fool
too long in the game to not
know the rules
step up step up step up
don't even think about
thinking about
what you're going to do
step up no way some dimple's
going to take you back to school

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Streets – Doja Cat Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Ho passato alcune cose (Oh)
Lotto con il mio uomo interiore (Sì, sì)
Mi affretto, farò quello che posso per ottenere questi soldi
Blaq Tuxedo
Don Dada sulla, Don Dada sulla battuta

Come te, come te
Come te, ooh
Ho trovato difficile trovare qualcuno come te
Come te, come te
Invia la tua posizione, vieni

Non riesco più a dormire
Nella mia testa, apparteniamo
E non posso stare senza di te
Perché no

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Streets – Doja Cat

I've been goin' through some things (Oh)
I struggle with my inner man (Yeah, yeah)
I hustle, I'll do what I can to get this money
Blaq Tuxedo
Don Dada on the, Don Dada on the beat

Like you, like you
Like you, ooh
I found it hard to find someone like you
Like you, like you
Send your location, come through

I can't sleep no more
In my head, we belong
And I can't be without you
Why can't I find no one like you?
I can't sleep no more
In my head, we belong
And I can't be without you
Why can't I find no one like you?

Baby, we tried to fight it
We all been there some days
Thought I need something else
And acted like I was okay
We just had to work it out
And baby, I needed space
Ain't nobody 'round here wrong
You love all yours so far away

You're pouring your heart out
I'm acting like I knew
You held me so down
So down I never grew, oh
I tried to find out
When none of them came through
And now I'm stuck in the middle
And baby had to pull me out, oh

Like you, like you
Like you, ooh
I found it hard to find someone like you
Like you, like you
Send your location, come through (Yeah)

Damn papa, you a rare breed, no comparing
And it's motherfuckin' scary
Tryna keep him 'cause I found him
Let a hoe know, I ain't motherfuckin' sharing
I could take you to the parents, then to Paris
Plan a motherfuckin' wedding
You the type I wanna marry (Yeah) and keep you merry
I'll put the ring on when you ready

We play our fantasies out in real life ways and
No Final Fantasy, can we end these games though?
You give me energy, make me feel lightweight
Like the birds of a feather, baby
We real life made for each other
And it's hard to keep my cool
When other bitches tryna get with my dude and
When other chickens tryna get in my coop
'Cause you're a one in a million
There ain't no man like you

Like you, like you
Like you, ooh
I found it hard to find someone like you
Like you, like you
Send your location, come through

I can't sleep no more
In my head, we belong
And I can't be without you
Why can't I find no one like you?
I can't sleep no more
In my head, we belong
And I can't be without you
Why can't I find no one like you?

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Streets Ain’t The Same – Dave East Testo della canzone

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Streets Ain't The Same – Dave East

The streets ain't the same no more
It feel like everybody tellin'
This is a stick up, just lay on the floor
Bodies drop, we hitting everybody's yellow
Head shot, give 'em head shot, aim at everybody melon
Never seen a trap but everybody sell it
Never been to jail before but everybody felons

Misdemeanor, I picked the Beamer, that's just how I like to ride
Connect called me, he landed, I need to see him
He got me waiting, nigga told me meet him after five
No pizzeria, my niggas passing pies
Watch out for the [?] I know they passing by
Watch out for the [?] they wanna lock us up
Half my niggas in prison, they still ain't satisfied

The streets ain't the same no more
It feel like everybody tellin'
This is a stick up, just lay on the floor
Bodies drop, we hitting everybody's yellow
Head shot, give 'em head shot, aim at everybody melon
Never seen a trap but everybody sell it
Never been to jail before but everybody felons

Grand [?] awkwardly niggas target me
Jealous cause I shop on 5th Ave, they where the Target be
Raised out of poverty, not a youngin as hard as me
Bucking knees [?] nigga don't bother me
Talk about the pain, talk about the [?]
No umbrella walking in the rain, niggas took my chain
Never got it back but now I got it made
And I ain't into jewelry, your bitch know you ain't cool as me

The streets ain't the same no more
It feel like everybody tellin'
This is a stick up, just lay on the floor
Bodies drop, we hitting everybody's yellow
Head shot, give 'em head shot, aim at everybody melon
Never seen a trap but everybody sell it
Never been to jail before but everybody felons

Everything changed, everybody different
Everybody popping pills, molly got us tripping
Thinking back, I had a crush on Halle Berry
Most these niggas is bitches, undercover like Tyler Perry
That coke had lil fiends on line, you gotta hurry
My whole block indited my nigga I gotta worry
That brown [?] town lose
By round two, they found you
We done drowned you, you can't swim in the water with sharks
[?] like Owen Heart
I want everything in double like this Noah's Arch
It ain't the same

The streets ain't the same no more
It feel like everybody tellin'
This is a stick up, just lay on the floor
Bodies drop, we hitting everybody's yellow
Head shot, give 'em head shot, aim at everybody melon
Never seen a trap but everybody sell it
Never been to jail before but everybody felons

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Streets is talking

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Album

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2000 The dynasty roc la familia

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Streets is talking di Jay-Z

(feat. Beanie Sigel)

[Jay-Z]
Is he a Blood, is he Crip?
Is he that, is he this?
Did he do it? Y’know, ehh
Look..

If I shoot you, I’m brainless
Different toilet, same shit, and I’m sick of explainin this
I’m waitin on arraignment, my nigga is the plantiff
Yeah, I know what you thinkin – fucked up ain’t it?
I shoulda known better, and I planned to
but dog they be takin me out of my zone like a nigga with a handle
I sat back and watched it, put the gats back in the closet
I tried to tie my hands like an Iraqi hostage
Let niggaz take shots at me, no response
I just – flip and, pop my collar like the Fonz
You give a nigga a foot he’ll take you one step beyond
He’ll try to play you twice, the third time is the charm
You wanna conversate with the writer of the Qu’ran
or Old Testament, don’t test him then
I know what y’all thinkin dick, pause
Your future’s my past, I’ve been here before
I know when you’re schemin, I feel when you plottin
I got, mental vision, intuition
I know where you goin I read your mind’s navigational system
Everybody whisperin – pst pst pst ss perspirin

[Chorus]
When the, streets is talkin, niggaz is gossipin
Bitches all in your shit, what’s the cause of it?
I need to know.. geah geah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah..

[Jay-Z]
You see me with a bodyguard that means police is watchin
And I only use his waist to keep my glock in
But when shit goes down you know who’s doin the poppin
And if you don’t know, guess who’s doin the droppin
S dot again, y’all got him in a bad mood
Bad move; that’s bad news
How many times have I got to prove?
How many loved ones have you got to lose
before you realize that it’s probably true?
Whatever Jigga say, Jigga probably do
Shit I paid my dues, I made the news
I came in the door for dolo, blazed the crews
And the streets say Jigga can’t go back home
You know when I heard that? When I was back home
I’m comfortable dog, Brooklyn to Rome
On any Martin Luther, don’t part with your future
Don’t ever question if I got the heart to shoot ya
The answer is simply too dark for the user
And as a snot-nose they said that he got flows
But will he be able to drop those before the cops close in?
‘Fore the shots froze him, and he’s dead and gone
from what the block has spoken, my God
Everybody stressin, who’s his baby’s moms?
Who he got pregnant, let me tell you, ahh…

[Chorus]
When the, streets is talkin, niggaz is gossipin
Bitches all in your shit, what’s the cause of it?
I need to know.. chicka-uh-ah, ah-chk-ah-uh-ah
Chicka-ch-ah, chk-ah-ah-ah
When the, streets is talkin, niggaz is gossipin
Bitches all in your shit, what’s the cause of it?
I need to know.. gi-gi-gi, geah yeah uh, yeah yeah uh
Yeah, yo, yo

[Jay-Z]
I seen my first murder in the hall, if you must know
I lost my pops when I was eleven mmm twelve years old
He’s probably somewhere where the liquor is takin it’s toll
but I ain’t mad at you dad, holla at your lad
I grew up pushin snowflake to niggaz that was pro-base
The stress’ll take a young nigga, give him a old face
All I did was smoke joke, think and drink
Copped ‘caine and complained, front row watch game
I seen niggaz before me, with a chance to write they own script
slip up and change the story
I seen young niggaz go out in a blaze of glory
before reachin puberty, scared a nigga truthfully
I took trips with so much shit in the whip
that if the cops pulled us over the dog’d get sick, SNIFF
Smell me nigga? The real me nigga, minus the rumors
Holla if you feel me nigga

[Beanie Sigel]
The streets is not only watchin but they talkin now?
Shit they got me circlin the block before I’m parkin now
Don’t get it twisted, I ain’t bitchin, I’m just cautious now
Sub, under the parka, extra cartridge now
Hit his click Sig’ up you fell at it you’re dense
I get word to the street like Bell Atlantic express
I feel the vibes and I hear the rumors
But fuck it, I’m still alive and I’m still in Ju’maa I know ‘stafALLAH
Niggaz wanna press me, put my back to the wall
But pressure bust pipes I know, I spat it to y’all
To know me is to love me, you see me, can’t be me, hate this
Fuck you I got guns like Neo in +Matrix+
Cross the Family, think Mac’s sweet like Cairo
or soft like Play-Doh get knocked off like Fredo – Corleone
They find you with a hole in your dome
I roll with niggaz that’ll follow you and go to your home
Thought you ball, but nigga you fall to my defense
Catch you while you reachin, clip you then I cross you then I’m leavin
Apply full court pressure
like four-four ?? get you out of here, pull pressure
to the trigger, bullets fly in three’s
You forever rest under bullshit, dirt lies and leaves
I do bullshit, dirt, tell lies then leave
Look in my eyes, realize it’s Beans
Niggaz wanna despise the team; till I play head coach
and straight up, divide they team
Trade they man for some pies and a couple of things
Til the bullet.. ah, motherfuckers!! Yeah..

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Streets Of Africa – Burna Boy Testo della canzone

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Streets Of Africa – Burna Boy

How can I not be happy all day
I'm from the street of africa
If you put speakers in my mind
I bet it will sound like
Woh woh woh
That's why I smoke smoke smoke
Shirt off like I ain't gat no clothes
Cause where I'm from there ain't no snow
So I refrigerate my flow oh oh
That's how a nigga keep it cool

How can I not be happy all day
I'm from the street of africa
Even if I don't have no money
My nigga tunde buy the bar
Men come they call me oluwa burna
Cause I'm so awesome you should know
Always be on my speed darlin'ton
You know me I'm not regular
Bang dan dan dang
When I step in the room
The ground beneath you shaking up
Soon as your wifey see me and my crew
She said you are breaking up
And take you to my lo's
Making hot put no effort
Haters talking, I don't hear tho
With the game I'm like a melo
Pull up on girls like hello
Whoa whoa

I'm fela kuti with the hoes
Shirt off like I ain't gat no clothes
Cause where I'm from there ain't no snow
So I refrigerate my flow oh oh
Shalo g I know that's my bro oooohh

How can I not be happy all day
I'm from the street of africa
If you put speakers in my mind
I bet it will sound like
How can I not be happy all day
I'm from the street of africa
How can I not be happy all day
I'm from the street of africa
How can I not be happy all day
I'm from the street of africa
Even if I don't have no money
My nigga tunde buy the bar

Sit in a room rolling my bag with diamonds in my mouth
Why would you want to fuck my day up
My niggas run up in your house
Fucking with me that's a no no
Couple how long you can hold tho?
I pull up like marco polo
Make all the girls them go loco
Somebody call the po po, oh no

I'm fela kuti with the hoes
Shirt off like I ain't gat no clothes
Cause where I'm from there ain't no snow
So I refrigerate my flow oh oh
And do this with my eyes ohhhh jeh jeh

Lalalalalalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalalalalalala

Whoa whoa whoa
How could I not be happy all day
I'm from the street of africa
How could I not be happy all day
I'm from the street of africa
How could I not be happy all day
I'm from the street of africa
How could I not be happy all day
I'm from the street of africa

Men come they call me oluwa burna
Cause I'm so awesome you should know
Men come they call me oluwa burna
Cause I'm so awesome you should know
How could I not be happy all day
I'm from the street of africa
How could I not be happy all day
I'm from the street of africa

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Streets Of Amsterdam – Richard Ashcroft Testo della canzone

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Streets Of Amsterdam – Richard Ashcroft

Do you remember, remember the days
Life was easy, we felt no pain
Do you remember, remember the time
Love was passion and there were no crimes, but...

Eyes grow weak and skin gets tired
I know we gotta walk that mile
Eyes grow weak and skin gets tired
I know we gotta walk that mile

Oh, can we go walkin' together
Through the streets of Amsterdam
Stop for a coffee, it was stone cold
Nevermind, we could just let it roll
Let it roll, let it roll
We could just let it roll
Let it roll, let it roll

You could be Yoko and I could be John, yeah
We'll stay in bed and they'll ban the bomb
Our clutching hands, dodging bikes and trams
I wanna see you in a neon glance

Eyes grow weak and skin gets tired
I know we gotta walk that mile
Eyes grow weak and skin gets tired
I know we gotta walk that mile

Oh, can we go walkin' together
Through the streets of Amsterdam
Stop for a coffee, it was stone cold
Nevermind, we could just let it roll
Let it roll, let it roll
We could just let it roll
Let it roll, let it roll

Tryin' means nothin' at all
Tryin' means nothin' at all
Means nothin' at all
Means nothin' at all

Oh, can we go walkin' together
Through the streets of Amsterdam
Stop for a coffee, it was stone cold
Nevermind, we could just let it roll
Let it roll, let it roll
We could just let it roll

Can we go walkin' together
Through the streets of Amsterdam
Stop for a coffee, it was stone cold
Nevermind, we could just let it roll

Ooh yeah
Can we go walkin' together
Through the streets of Amsterdam
Stop for a coffee, it was stone cold
Nevermind, we could just let it roll
Let it roll
Can we go walkin' together
Through the streets of Amsterdam

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Streets Of B.R. – Kevin Gates Testo della canzone

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The game on freeze
But I be trapping in and out it
You gotta believe
That there ain’t no other way
Around it
I can’t sleep
But pray to God
That he find me
The shit won’t cease
They say they found another body
In the streets of BR
It’s the hardest way of living
The good die young
And the others go to prison
In the streets of BR
Listen close and pay attention
The Church ain’t safe
So I ain’t looking for religion
In the streets of BR

Gripping this Mac 10
Work for my workers
Helicopter circling prostitutes I be servin’ em
Prosecuting Attorney want me dead
It ain’t like I ever did em shit
But kept my family fed – I bled
Police pulled me over
But I fled
Ain’t no catching Gates
I’m working with a set of legs
I stand still
I try to give you examples
Of how this man feel
If I don’t catch you and kill you
This other man will
I got that tan still
Peanut butter ground ill
Let me catch your hand
In my can
Here come the blam – ill
You steal a wallet or a purse
To satisfy the hunger
Of your pockets
Till they burst – it’s worse
My partner’s sister youngin
Like to flirt
An older nigga raped her
I could never know the hurt
It hurts
It hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts
It hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts

I grip boulders to pitch
To the real smokers
And buy stolen goods
From all of the deal holders
Food stamp card
Most of my meals’ frozen
Most of us deal dope
And all of us still tote it
Whoa hop out of the truck
With the chopper
Make us spray rounds
Lay down
This is not a playground
Ya heard me
Kay sounds
Tell him I’m on my way ‘round
Ya heard me
I’m in all black
With the black mask and gloves
Double strap the tac
Go rrrr-at backin’ ‘em up
Line myself shells
Hell is where ya findin’ em
Mine are to the streets
From the television monitor
First rule of the game
No trust no love
If I could just remember
That touch I’d sing something
Passed by rocking that Gates
They mean mugging
You niggas don’t exist in the game
You mean nothin’
You niggas don’t exist in the game
You mean nothin’

Get away to a place
Where I’m good
Its raw women with AIDS
And they stay in my hood
To all niggas with braids
Got blazed where I stood
Small nigga with waves
Says Gates, it’s all good

I do this cuz I love you
Consider it on a muscle
You had gave me the game
When I didn’t have a penny
You was the one who came
When them other niggas didn’t
Money over bitches
Anybody could get it
Hospital or ditches
Bicycles or fences
Layin low with intentions
Of coming out up out the trenches surrender
Can’t see it or witness
Can’t be it I see it
At the same time
But I can’t speak it
Nightmares from the night air
Stares and a groan slight
Glare from the right flare
Tears in the bone
Two bottles few models
Pair of patron
And the drum roll sound
Like snares when its on

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Streets Of B.R. – Kevin Gates Testo della canzone

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Streets Of B.R. – Kevin Gates

The game on freeze
But I be trapping in and out it
You gotta believe
That there ain't no other way
Around it
I can't sleep
But pray to God
That he find me
The shit won't cease
They say they found another body
In the streets of BR
It's the hardest way of living
The good die young
And the others go to prison
In the streets of BR
Listen close and pay attention
The Church ain't safe
So I ain't looking for religion
In the streets of BR

Gripping this Mac 10
Work for my workers
Helicopter circling prostitutes I be servin' em
Prosecuting Attorney want me dead
It ain't like I ever did em shit
But kept my family fed - I bled
Police pulled me over
But I fled
Ain't no catching Gates
I'm working with a set of legs
I stand still
I try to give you examples
Of how this man feel
If I don't catch you and kill you
This other man will
I got that tan still
Peanut butter ground ill
Let me catch your hand
In my can
Here come the blam - ill
You steal a wallet or a purse
To satisfy the hunger
Of your pockets
Till they burst - it's worse
My partner's sister youngin
Like to flirt
An older nigga raped her
I could never know the hurt
It hurts
It hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts
It hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts

The game on freeze
But I be trapping in and out it
You gotta believe
That there ain't no other way
Around it
I can't sleep
But pray to God
That he find me
The shit won't cease
They say they found another body
In the streets of BR
It's the hardest way of living
The good die young
And the others go to prison
In the streets of BR
Listen close and pay attention
The Church ain't safe
So I ain't looking for religion
In the streets of BR

I grip boulders to pitch
To the real smokers
And buy stolen goods
From all of the deal holders
Food stamp card
Most of my meals' frozen
Most of us deal dope
And all of us still tote it
Whoa hop out of the truck
With the chopper
Make us spray rounds
Lay down
This is not a playground
Ya heard me
Kay sounds
Tell him I'm on my way 'round
Ya heard me
I'm in all black
With the black mask and gloves
Double strap the tac
Go rrrr-at backin' 'em up
Line myself shells
Hell is where ya findin' em
Mine are to the streets
From the television monitor
First rule of the game
No trust no love
If I could just remember
That touch I'd sing something
Passed by rocking that Gates
They mean mugging
You niggas don't exist in the game
You mean nothin'
You niggas don't exist in the game
You mean nothin'

The game on freeze
But I be trapping in and out it
You gotta believe
That there ain't no other way
Around it
I can't sleep
But pray to God
That he find me
The shit won't cease
They say they found another body
In the streets of BR
It's the hardest way of living
The good die young
And the others go to prison
In the streets of BR
Listen close and pay attention
The Church ain't safe
So I ain't looking for religion
In the streets of BR

Get away to a place
Where I'm good
Its raw women with AIDS
And they stay in my hood
To all niggas with braids
Got blazed where I stood
Small nigga with waves
Says Gates, it's all good

I do this cuz I love you
Consider it on a muscle
You had gave me the game
When I didn't have a penny
You was the one who came
When them other niggas didn't
Money over bitches
Anybody could get it
Hospital or ditches
Bicycles or fences
Layin low with intentions
Of coming out up out the trenches surrender
Can't see it or witness
Can't be it I see it
At the same time
But I can't speak it
Nightmares from the night air
Stares and a groan slight
Glare from the right flare
Tears in the bone
Two bottles few models
Pair of patron
And the drum roll sound
Like snares when its on

The game on freeze
But I be trapping in and out it
You gotta believe
That there ain't no other way
Around it
I can't sleep
But pray to God
That he find me
The shit won't cease
They say they found another body
In the streets of BR
It's the hardest way of living
The good die young
And the others go to prison
In the streets of BR
Listen close and pay attention
The Church ain't safe
So I ain't looking for religion
In the streets of BR

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Streets Of Bakersfield – Buck Owens Testo della canzone

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I came here lookin' for somethin'
I couldn't find anywhere else
Well, I don't want to be nobody,
Just want a chance to be myself.

I've done a thousand miles of thumbin',
Yes, I've worn blisters on my heels
Trying to find me something better
On the streets of Bakersfield.

[Chorus:]
You don't know me but you don't like me,
You say you care less how I feel
How many of you that sit and judge me
Ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

[Instrumental]

Spent some time in San Francisco,
Spent a night there in the can
They threw this drunk man in my jail cell,
I took fifteen dollars from that man.

I left him my watch and my old house keys,
I don't like folks thinking that I'd steal
Then I thanked him as he was sleeping,
And I headed out for Bakersfield.

[Chorus:]
You don't know me but you don't like me,
You say you care less how I feel
How many of you that sit and judge me
Ever walked the streets of Bakersfield

How many of you that sit and judge me
Ever walked the streets of Bakersfield...

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Streets Of Baltimore – Bobby Bare Testo della canzone

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I sold the farm to take my woman where she longed to be
We left our kin and all our friends back there in Tennssee
I bought those oneway tickets she had often begged me for
And they took us to the streets of Baltimore.

Her heart was filled with laughter when she saw those city lights
She said the prettiest place on earth is Baltimore at night
Oh well, a man feels proud to give his woman what she's longing for
And I kind of liked the streets of Baltimore.

Well, I got myself a factory job, I ran an old machine
I bought a little cottage in a neighborhood serene
Yet every night when I came home with every muscle sore
She would drag me through the streets of Baltimore.

Well, I did my best to bring her back to what she used to be
But I soon learned she loved those bright lights much more than she loved me
Now I'm a going back on that same train that brought me here before
While my baby walks the streets of Baltimore.

Yes, my baby walks the streets of Baltimore...

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Streets of Baltimore – Charley Pride Testo della canzone

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Sold the farm to take my woman where she longed to be
We left our kin and all our friends back there in Tennssee
Bought those oneway tickets she had often begged me for
And they took us to the streets of Baltimore.

Her heart was filled with laughter when she saw those city lights
She said the prettiest place on earth is Baltimore at night
Oh well, a man feels proud to give his woman what she's longing for
And I kind of liked the streets of Baltimore.

Then I got myself a factory job I ran an old machine
Bought a little cottage in a neighborhood serene
Every night when I came home with every muscle sore
She would drag me through the streets of Baltimore.

Well, I tried my best to bring her back to what she used to be
But I soon learned she loved those bright lights much more than she loved me
Well, I'm a going back on that same train that brought me here before
While my baby walks the streets of Baltimore.

Yes, my baby walks the streets of Baltimore...

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Streets Of Fire – Axel Rudi Pell Testo della canzone

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Ride through the night
Escape from the chains
With a loaded gun in hand
From outlaw hero
Rebel rider

Shoots for the thrills
Kills for the game
But no one understands
The lesson is zero
To outsiders

Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
There's no looking back
The hammer is coming down in your direction
Your love's is on the line once again

(Streets of fire)
You're under the gun
(Streets of fire)
Out on the run
(Streets of fire)
You're out for blood tonight
On streets of fire

On streets of fire

Stranger in town
A victim in sight
Out on the streets again
So hide all the children
Armed and ready

Hearts beating fast
Wind blowing cold
Finger holds the trigger's end
Yours for the killing
Nice and steady

Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
There's no looking back
The hammer is coming down in your direction
Your love's is on the line once again

(Streets of fire)
You're under the gun
(Streets of fire)
Out on the run
(Streets of fire)
You're out for blood tonight

(Streets of fire)
You're under the gun
(Streets of fire)
Out on the run
(Streets of fire)
You're out for blood tonight
On streets of fire
Let's go

(Streets of fire)
You're under the gun
(Streets of fire)
Out on the run
(Streets of fire)
You're out for blood tonight

(Streets of fire)
You're under the gun
(Streets of fire)
Out on the run
(Streets of fire)
You're out for blood tonight
On streets of fire

Streets of fire

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When the night's quiet and you don't care anymore,
And your eyes are tired and there's someone at your door
And you realize you wanna let go
And the weak lies and the cold walls you embrace
Eat at your insides and leave you face to face with
Streets of fire

I'm wandering, a loser down these tracks
I'm dying, but girl I can't go back
'Cause in the darkness I hear somebody call my name
And when you realize how they tricked you this time
And it's all lies but I'm strung out on the wire
In these streets of fire

I live now, only with strangers
I talk to only strangers
I walk with angels that have no place
Streets of fire

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Streets Of Fire – Destroyer Testo della canzone

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Come on, come out of the rain
You're not impressed, you're just so learned
I took the book, I lit the page
Your sabbatical is burning
Sweet sweet sweet sweet fires in the street
Let's sully every stage
Lick my lips, twist my hips
Contessa -- I already quit.

Some things work, but me I choose
To lose my skin in the dirt.
This whiskey priest, he burned the church
To keep his girls alive.
Sweet sweet sweet sweet fires in the street
Let's sully every stage we meet
Lick my lips, twist my hips
Contessa --
Sweet sweet sweet sweet fires in the street
Let's sully every stage we meet
Lick my lips, twist my hips
Contessa -- I already did

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Streets Of Galilee – John Mellencamp Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Non mettermi nei tuoi sogni
Non scommettere i tuoi soldi su di me
Stai sostenendo un perdente se lo fai
Sto solo sprecando il tuo tempo
Per le strade della Galilea

Se pensi di vedere qualcosa in me
E c'è qualcosa a cui puoi credere
È la tua stessa illusione che vedi
Sei solo perso nel buio
Per le strade della Galilea

Quindi quando ti svegli la mattina
E le tue lenzuola sono coperte di sudore
Sono in un posto in cui non vorresti essere
Sono nella fogna e nelle ossa
Delle strade della Galilea

Beh, io non umilio e non assecondo
Frega un cazzo di quello che dici
Non ho bisogno di te, tu non hai bisogno di me
Penso che dovremmo scomparire entrambi
Per le strade della Galilea
Da non dimenticare per le strade della Galilea

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Streets Of Galilee – John Mellencamp

Don't put me in your dreams
Don't bet your money on me
You're backing a loser if you do
I'm just wasting your time
On the streets of Galilee

If you think you see something in me
And there's something that you can believe
It's your own illusion that you see
You're just lost in the dark
On the streets of Galilee

So when you wake up in the morning
And your sheets are covered in sweat
I'm somewhere you don't want to be
I'm in the gutter and the bones
Of the streets of Galilee

Well I don't grovel and I don't pander
Give a fuck what you say
I don't need you, you don't need me
I think we both should disappear
Onto the streets of Galilee
Never to be forgotten on the streets of Galilee

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Streets Of Gold – ATB Testo della canzone

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Breathing water, drowning minds
Holy waters, sinking time
But somewhere across the river, we pass where the sunrises glow
Leading roads shines like glitter, but still a long way to go...

A million ways just failed but now I'm escaping the counts
On the streets of gold, on the streets of gold
A million ways 'til goal but I'll never walk on my own
On the streets of gold, on the streets of gold [x2]

To discover, graceful lands... I will reach out for your hands
But somewhere across the river, we pass where the sunrises glow
Leading roads shines like glitter, but still a long way to go

A million ways just failed but now I'm escaping the counts
On the streets of gold, on the streets of gold
A million ways 'til goal but I'll never walk on my own
On the streets of gold, on the streets of gold [x2]

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Streets Of Gold – Aviators Testo della canzone

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I see the golden years behind us
I'm getting scared to move along
My inspiration has subsided
Without a muse to keep me strong
I can't remember our last victory
Was it the past or just a dream?
The world we grew to love has crumbled
With my own efforts losing steam

I think I need your hands to lift me
I think I need your light to shine
There lies a trail of fire behind us
From a warstruck, weary time
I'm going to need a guide to show me
To walk me through the streets of gold
When death will meet us at the end
Of our own lost and broken road

I've made mistakes that devastated
Too many battles lost to tell
If I could turn back to time to find you
I'd find our confidence as well
So please forgive the tears and whispers
If you are only in my head
Sometimes I want to think you're listening
When every other voice is dead

I think I need your hands to lift me
I think I need your light to shine
There lies a trail of fire behind us
From a warstruck, weary time
I'm going to need a guide to show me
To walk me through the streets of gold
When death will meet us at the end
Of our own lost and broken road

The last survivor of the fall
Without a will to live at all
The sun is setting as
No one remains to hear my weakened call
I've come a thousand miles alone
Passed every kingdom's empty throne
And I can't shake the feeling
You'll arrange the stars to lead me home

I think I need your hands to lift me
I think I need your light to shine
There lies a trail of fire behind us
From a warstruck, weary time
I'm going to need a guide to show me
To walk me through the streets of gold
When death will meet us at the end
Of our own lost and broken road

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Streets Of Gold – Charley Pride Testo della canzone

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I'm a western North Carolinean made of stone and red place oil
I got Cherokee blood deep within me when I was born it began to boil
Well I left my home across the mountains to see what kind of life I'd find
Well I searched the world in all directions to try to cool this restless mind

Found myself on a lonesome journey the streets of gold I tried to find
The Indian spirit it softly whispered and cooled the blood ever restless mind
I'm going back to the Smokey Mountains and breathe the air that fit my soul
Now there we read in the leaves of history and there I'll find my streets of gold
And there I'll find my streets of gold

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Streets of Gold – Digital Farm Animals e Kelli Leigh – Testo e Traduzione in Italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Camminerò per le strade dell'oro
Quando arrivo li

Mattina presto
Non voglio perdere la sensazione
Ho tenuto duro
Sono in paradiso quando sogno

Camminerò per le strade dell'oro
Quando arrivo li

Camminerò per le strade dell'oro
Quando arrivo li

Camminerò per le strade dell'oro
Quando arrivo li

Camminerò per le strade dell'oro
Quando arrivo li

Sono stato paziente
Ma è ora di lasciarmi andare
Ora il mio cuore è forte
Ed è tutto perché lo so

Camminerò per le strade dell'oro
Quando arrivo li

Camminerò per le strade dell'oro
Quando arrivo li

Camminerò per le strade dell'oro
Quando arrivo li

Camminerò per le strade dell'oro
Quando arrivo li
Quando arrivo li

Camminerò per le strade dell'oro
Quando arrivo li

Camminerò per le strade dell'oro
Quando arrivo li

Camminerò per le strade dell'oro
Quando arrivo li…

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Finimondo è il singolo di M¥SS KETA con Edoardo Vianello del 2022. Su Wikitesti puoi trovare il testo integrale della canzone ""FINIMONDO è il racconto lisergico di un incontro a un after in riviera che si trasforma in un week end in stile “Paura e delirio a Gabicce Mare”.
Una cartolina che arriva dalla rovente estate di un futuro imprecisato, fra scenate di gelosia, dirty talking, drink dai colori sgargianti e sfrenato dancefloor.

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Streets of Gold – Digital Farm Animals Kelli Leigh

I’ll walk the streets of gold
When I get there

Early morning
I don’t wanna lose the feeling
I been holding on
I’m in heaven when I’m dreaming

I’ll walk the streets of gold
When I get there

I’ll walk the streets of gold
When I get there

I’ll walk the streets of gold
When I get there

I’ll walk the streets of gold
When I get there

I been patient
But it’s time to let myself go
Now my heart is strong
And it’s all because I know

I’ll walk the streets of gold
When I get there

I’ll walk the streets of gold
When I get there

I’ll walk the streets of gold
When I get there

I’ll walk the streets of gold
When I get there
When I get there

I’ll walk the streets of gold
When I get there

I’ll walk the streets of gold
When I get there

I’ll walk the streets of gold
When I get there…

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Streets Of Gold – Jordan Feliz Testo della canzone

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Smile away all the troubles that you see
And they'll be miles away before too long
Oh, today's the day, every possibility
Well, it's yours to take, you can't go wrong
If you just have faith for the moment
He'll give you enough
Ain't no way that you're gonna blow it
'Cause you are truly loved

Your best days are still ahead
You're not done yet
By His grace, you're moving on
Celebrate and find joy in what's to come
'Cause someday you'll be walking on

On streets of gold
On streets of gold
It's the promise we believe
That we'll dance eternally
On streets of gold

Laugh aloud, let your heart be so happy
When you think about how far you've come
Every single step that you've taken
He'll be leading you
Even when it feels like you're faking
He is always true

Your best days are still ahead
You're not done yet
By His grace, you're moving on
Celebrate and find joy in what's to come
'Cause someday you'll be walking on

On streets of gold
On streets of gold
It's the promise we believe
That we'll dance eternally
On streets of gold

Your best days are still ahead
You're not done yet
Celebrate and find joy in what's to come
'Cause someday you'll be walking on, on!...

On streets of gold
On streets of gold
It's the promise we believe
That we'll dance eternally
On streets of gold
On streets of gold
On streets of gold
It's the promise we believe
That we'll dance eternally
On streets of gold

Streets of go-ol-old

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streets of heaven – Tom Odell Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Problemi in una piccola città
Le persone si sono tutte riunite intorno
Borsa abbandonata su un gradino
Questo è quello che è successo dopo

Stavo solo cercando di sentire cosa ha detto l'insegnante
Poi ho sentito uno sparo risuonare nella mia testa
L'ho potuto vedere al telegiornale della sera, ci sono 23 morti
A due a due con le nostre magliette macchiate di rosso

Camminiamo per queste strade de

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streets of heaven – Tom Odell

Trouble in little town
People all gathered 'round
Abandoned bag on a step
This is what happened next

I was only trying to hear what the teacher said
Then I heard a gunshot ringing in my head
I could see it on the evening news, there's 23 dead
In two-by-twos with our shirts stained red

We walk these streets of heaven
We walk these streets of heaven now

It's hard to get through the days
Knowing they're miles away
Knowing what could've been
I look on down and I see

My brother on the stand, trying to make a case
My mother in the hallway, with tears upon her face
The lawyers say these cruel machines, they keep us safe
But you and me, we know the price to pay

Is we walk these streets of heaven
Walk these streets of heaven
Is to we walk these streets of heaven

Another shot, wasted life
Another friend to walk beside
I know it hurts, but wipe your eyes
And we'll sing until the old men cry

It's just the way it is, I don't know why
It's just the way it is, I don't know why
It's just the way it is, I don't know why
We're just a bunch of kids who didn't have to die

As we walk these streets of heaven
We walk these streets of heaven
We walk these streets of heaven
We walk these streets of heaven now

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Streets Of Laredo (Cowboy’s Lament) – Buck Owens Testo della canzone

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As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day
I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen
Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay

So, beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly
Play the death march as they carry me on
Take me to green valley, lay the sod o'er
I'm shot in the chest and I'm dying today

Let sixteen gamblers carry my coffin
Let sixteen cowbows sing me a song
Take me to green valley, lay the sod o'er
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong

So, beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly
Play the death march as they carry me on
Take me to green valley, lay the sod o'er
I'm shot in the chest and I'm dying today...

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Streets Of Laredo – Arlo Guthrie Testo della canzone

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As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day
I spied a poor cowboy wrapped up in white linen
All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay

"I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy"
These words he did say as I proudly stepped by
"Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story
I'm shot in the breast and I know I must die

"'Twas once in the saddle I used to go ridin'
Once in the saddle I used to go gay
First lead to drinkin', and then to card-playing
I'm shot in the breast and I'm dying today

"Let six jolly cowboys come carry my coffin
Let six pretty gals come to carry my pall
Throw bunches of roses all over my coffin
Throw roses to deaden the clods as they fall

"Oh, beat the drum slowly, and play the fife lowly
And play the dead march as you carry me along
Take me to the green valley and lay the earth o'er me
For I'm a poor cowboy and I know I've done wrong"

We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly
And bitterly wept as we carried him along
For we all loved our comrade, so brave, young and handsome
We all loved our comrade although he done wrong

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As I walked out on the streets of Laredo.
As I walked out on Laredo one day,
I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen,
Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.

"I can see by your outfit that you are a cowboy."
These words he did say as I boldly walked by.
"Come an' sit down beside me an' hear my sad story.
I'm shot in the breast an' I know I must die."

"It was once in the saddle, I used to go dashing.
Once in the saddle, I used to go gay.
First to the card-house and then down to Rose's.
But I'm shot in the breast and I'm dying today."

"Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin.
Six dance-hall maidens to bear up my pall.
Throw bunches of roses all over my coffin.
Roses to deaden the clods as they fall."

"Then beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly.
Play the dead march as you carry me along.
Take me to the green valley, lay the sod o'er me,
I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong."

"Then go write a letter to my grey-haired mother,
An' tell her the cowboy that she loved has gone.
But please not one word of the man who had killed me.
Don't mention his name and his name will pass on."

When thus he had spoken, the hot sun was setting.
The streets of Laredo grew cold as the clay.
We took the young cowboy down to the green valley,
And there stands his marker, we made, to this day.

We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly,
Played the dead march as we carried him along.
Down in the green valley, laid the sod o'er him.
He was a young cowboy and he said he'd done wrong.

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Streets Of Laredo – Johnny Cash

As I walked out on the streets of Laredo,
As I walked out on Laredo one day,
I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen,
All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.

"Beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly.
Play the dead march as you carry me along.
Take me to the green valley, lay the sod o'er me,
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong."

"Then go write a letter and send it to my grey-haired mother.
And please send the same to my sister so dear.
But please not one word of all this would you mention
When others should ask for my story to hear."

"There is another more dear than a sister.
She'll bitterly weep when she hears that I'm gone.
And if some other man ever wins her affection,
Don't mention my name, and my name will pass on."

"Just beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly.
Play the dead march as you carry me along.
Take me to green valley, lay the sod o'er me,
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong."

"Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin.
Get six pretty maidens to sing me a song.
Put bunches of roses all over my coffin.
Roses to deaden the clods when they fall."

We beat the drum slowly, played the fife lowly.
We bitterly wept as we bore him alone.
Down in the green valley, we lay the sod o'er him,
Just a young cowboy who surely gone wrong.

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Streets Of Little Italy – Bonnie Tyler Testo della canzone

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The narrow and the winding ways
The streets of old New York
The families, the street life, the spark
The rooftop where we watched
San Gennaro's festival
Masquerades in the dark...
On the streets down in little Italy
Where the past goes on and on forever
And I feel it ever present
In every step I take alone
On the streets down in little Italy

The oceans and the years
That separate our lives
From these streets we once called our home
Those distances of space and time
How strong they are
And how weak they are...
On the streets down in little Italy
Where the past goes on and on forever
And I feel it ever present
In every step I take alone
On the streets down in little Italy

Does the morning sunlight
Still hit the bed where we used to lie
Do the sidewalk stands and markets still overflow
Where I lingered till I was empty
Where I stayed till I had to go
Though in the night
Sometimes I see you disappear
Down cobblestones...

On the streets down in little Italy
Where the past goes on and on forever
And I feel it ever present
In every step I take alone
Like your presence in my bones
On the streets down in little Italy

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Streets Of London – Blackmore’s Night Testo della canzone

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Have you seen the old man
In the closed-down market
Kicking up the paper,
with his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride
Hand held loosely at his side
Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news

Have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
She's no time for talking,
She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.

In the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven,
Same old man is sitting there on his own
Looking at the world
Over the rim of his tea-cup,
Each tea lasts an hour
Then he wanders home alone

So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and walk you through
the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind

Have you seen the old man
Outside the Seaman's Mission
Memory fading with the medals that he wears
In our winter city,
The rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world that doesn't care

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Streets of love

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È contenuto nei seguenti album:
2005 A bigger bang

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Streets of love di Rolling Stones

You’re awful bright
You’re awful smart
I must admit
You broke my heart
The awful truth
Is really sad
I must admit
I was awful bad
While lovers laugh
And music plays
I stumble by
And hide my pain
Mmmm, the lamps are lit
The moon is gone
I think I’ve crossed
The Rubicon

And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Walk the streets of love
And they’re full of tears
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Walked the streets of love
And they are full of fears

While music pumps
From passing cars
A couple watch me from a bar
A band just played
The wedding march
And the corner store
Mends broken hearts
And a woman asks me for a dance
Oooooh, it’s free of charge
Just one more chance

OOhh, but I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Walk the streets of love
And they’re full of tears
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Walk the streets of love
For a thousand years… Oh…tell me now…Ahh…
I walk the streets of love,
and they’re drenched with tears, ohhh…

You had the moves
You had the cards
I must admit
You were awful smart
The awful truth
Is awful sad
I must admit
I was awful bad

And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Walk the streets of love
And they’re drenched in tears
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
I walk the streets of love
For a thousand years
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Walk the streets of love
And they’re drenched with tears

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Streets of New York

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2003 The diary of Alicia Keys

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Streets of New York di Alicia Keys

(feat. Nas & Rakim)

[Nas] (Alicia Keys)
Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Hey yo black it’s time again, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)
Come here, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)
Hey yo black it’s time

[Nas]
If you knew my streets
You would know all everybody talk about is who got beef
Who snitchin, who told police
Who came home, who still gone, who restin in peace
Now they killin over music money, not drugs, rap replaced it
Cause thugs with no brains got no patience
New jacks I pistol whip ‘em with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician and flatten composition
A pain, I’m like Saddam Hussein
Still alive lookin at his dead children’s burnt remains
I burnt the game, learnt you lames a new lesson
Your crew’s soft man, ya’ll need some new weapons
The P’s breathe Warriorz and skullies and Timmies
Around mixed, spics, niggaz and giddies
From my ghetto kings in deep thought we don’t blink
But don’t think we wastin our time
It’s a New York State of Mind

[Chorus #1 – Alicia Keys]
New York, New York, New York
New York City, whoa oh
New York, New York, New York
New York City, baby

[Alicia Keys]
It’s like a jungle, out here
So much struggle, out here
And my dream’s still unphased
Greed still the cousin of death
Always feels like always somethin farther time
In the Streets of New York
(New York state of mind, New York State of mind)

[Alicia Keys]
All I see is street homes
And who it’s holdin, our people
Only comforts the brain
It’s like I’m going insane
The revolution has to start, don’t waste no time
In the Streets of New York
(New York state of mind, New York state of mind)
C’mon

[Chorus #2 – Alicia Keys]
New York, New York, New York, New York oh
State of mind (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New York oh
State of crime (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New York oh
Big dreams (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New York oh
Big schemes

[Alicia Keys]
Oh, break the game
Just ain’t the same
Baby loves and girls with no shame
Can’t get away (get away), epidemic plague
Every hood in every state
Don’t have no reasons cause relieve is hard to find

[Break – Alicia Keys]
In the streets of New York (New York state of mind) – 4X
(*”New York state of mind” is also repeated in background*)

[Rakim]
I’m from the home of a million legends and trend settin
A lot of footsteps to follow, I’ve been steppin
Mind stressin tryin to find a record crime shreddin
Time precious, I ain’t have rest since nine eleven
I live fast, hustle like today is my last
I get cash, the struggle’s like a day on the Ave.
Crack bein raw, gats squeezin off
Manhattan squeezin off, from cats who tease with war
The eve of the Apocalypse, evil keep movin politics
Every block is at risk, the metropolitan metropolis
The opposite of Liza Minelli and Frank Sinatra
Alicia Keys, Nas and Ra the gangsta’s opera
So New York City walk with me, talk gritty
It’s up to us New York it’s our city
Here the man come with the anthem, hands up
It’s time the thrill is back New York, let’s stand up

[Chorus] – w/ ad libs

[Rakim – talking behind Chorus]
Oh yeah, crucial Keys
Your God Rakim Allah
New York City, Nasty Nas
A. Keys, yeah, c’mon

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Streets of New York (city life)

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2005 Unplugged

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Streets of New York (city life) di Alicia Keys

(feat. Nas, Rakim)

[Nas (Alicia Keys)]
Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Hey yo black it’s time again, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)
Come here, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)
Hey yo black it’s time

[“yeah, yeah, hey yo black it’s time” – continues throughout song]

[Chorus #1 – Alicia Keys]
New York, New York, New York
New York City, whoa oh
New York, New York, New York
New York City, baby

[Break – Alicia Keys]
In the streets of New York (New York state of mind) – [4X]
[“New York state of mind” is also repeated in background]

[Chorus – w/ ad libs]

[Rakim – talking behind Chorus]
Oh yeah, crucial Keys
Your God Rakim Allah
New York City, Nasty Nas
A. Keys, yeah, c’mon

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Streets Of Tomorrow – Angra Testo della canzone

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Days of pounding emptiness
Just so far away, no regret
to live beside the danger
Running out of carelessness
Still unlinked the tips of a bridge
That gets no one to nowhere

Let me run away
Freed from lies, I won't forget
Escaping from this chains
I'll meet my love
Once again flying
Clouds from heaven
So, now?
Tell me how
To walk the streets of tomorrow
Someday, somehow
Then we'll know
How things went wrong
And how?
Tell me now
To live in peace not forever
The moment remains
And flows...
Don't let it go!

How do you stay
Down and pray
Let me know
The things that you've done
on your own...
(Tell me right now, baby...)
How do you stay
Down and pray
Let me know
The things that you've done
on your own...

Let me run away
Freed from lies, I won't forget
Escaping from this chains
I'll meet my love
Once again flying
Clouds from heaven
So, now?
Tell me how
To walk the streets of tomorrow
Someday, somehow then
Then we'll know
How things went wrong
And how?
Tell me now
To live in peace not forever
The moment remains
And flows...
Don't let it go!

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Streets Of You – Eagle-Eye Cherry Testo della canzone

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I've been losing it again
Barely knowing where I am
And I've been pacing here like every night before
'Cause of you I don't know what to do

Every minute is a week
Broken heart can't get no sleep
I can't hang around this misery no more
'Cause of you I don't know what to do
Yeah it's true I still walk the streets of you

When I walk the streets of you
The city sleeps but still reminds me
Moving on away from you
I guess it's time, time to break free
I don't look back
No looking back

Think I'm losing it again
I see you sitting there and then
Then you look at me but there's no looking back
'Cause of you I don't know what to do
Yeah it's true I still walk the streets of you

When I walk the streets of you
The city sleeps but still reminds me
Moving on away from you
I guess it's time, time to break free
I don't look back
No looking back

When I walk the streets of you
The city sleeps, it sleeps with you
So I leave this town behind
Don't look back, my love's not blind

Mmh, no looking back

When I walk the streets of you
The city sleeps but still reminds me
Moving on away from you
I guess it's time, time to break free
I don't look back
No looking back

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Streets On Fire – Boosie Badazz Testo della canzone

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[Hook:]
From the corners
All the streets have fallen
I picked upon, and grew a rose
I became the wildlife around Earth
And the book about her past has surely closed

[Verse 1:]
No one thought I would make it
Violence and paper chasing
Supposed to be dead I'm just glad God had his patience
Broken relations cause this rose turned into a flower
Trained to survive and learned all my surrounding
Look at my eyes, the wildlife defines me
Everyday is a hustle, so having nothing reminds me
Poverty couldn't blind me, fans never mind me
Found a gift and grew up, hoping Puff will sign me
In time the, boy who turned man, they understand me
I didn't win every fight but a nigga never ran me
Momma looking at me and smiled bright cause it's over now
What's over now? Pyrex and baking soda pots
50 for a rollie watch
No more corner, no more tryna hide
I get what I want and I can give a real nigga diploma
In the streets the real nigga Obama, just took a different role
A place that's called that's not far from the corner store
The corner

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Family hurtin' and I got tired of that shit
So I got off my ass and tried to get rich
Boosie got 99 problems and 5 of a bitch
Cause I got 5 baby mommas with 5 different personalities
Blame for cold casualties, corner talk
Stuck in a place where them real niggas walk, the corner
But first your love hanging, then slangin'
You need love and fear love, you start banging
Music game changing, but Boosie ain't changing
Features with the stars, but my music still gangsta
It's for my niggas on the corners, hoping they get famous
With no gunshot wounds and leave pain, please help them lord
All the shit we see, we deserve to get a blessing lord
Look at me a G, I make the whole world press record
For that lil boy I give him hope
To stop selling dope, and put that mic to his mouth
And rap, and make it off that corner

[Hook]

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Streets On Fire – Boosie Badazz Testo della canzone

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Streets On Lock – Big Sean Testo della canzone

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What’s next man?
Big Shan I see you, we made it
It’s Big Sean, Detroit, Detroit
It’s good music baby, still finalizing it
It’s all good, it’s been Finally Famous

[Big Sean:]
You know me, a few hundred for the tee on
Same for the jean on, shit you don’t be on
Man I ain’t Celine, but I’m finna put the D on
Went from doing talent shows to a colosseum
I’m on deck like a shipwreck, damn
Man I get big checks like my nights with six X
That’s high sixty
And I’m busy like bone thugs with more buzz
Than four cups, that’s mo’d up and showing up
They talking ish again, you too?
Man I was on the road with bands like U2
Other side of the globe with the flow doing shows
Man I could give a damn about niggas on YouTube
(And that’s real)
And I’m from the hood around the boulevard
Funny now ‘cause I’m on Hollywood boulevard
So when I drive by, there’s camera’s shooting at a nigga
Call it Hollywood’s drive by

[Big Sean (Big Shan):]
I got the D on lock man
Streets gon’ watch man, man, man
(It’s funny how the take [?])
I got a few stacks in the knock
Can’t fit ‘em in the sock like, like, like
(It’s crazy how I’m paid for this)
And the girl’s come with dollars now
(Big Sean what up though)
So they all follow now, now, now
(Watch them hoes chase the G)
I’m the man with the facts
You can check the stacks
(We made it, finally famous)
Look, look, look
(Hater’s blocking but I make my hits)

[Big Shan:]
You know me, you know how I do
Mink on the coat, alligator on them shoes
Buffalo tux, Cartier with the jewels
But enough about me, homie what about you?
You ain’t gotta adore me
But you’ll surely, T-C-E-P-S-E-R me
Spell it backwards since you try to reflect me
Try to be me in the mirror
You’re reminded, respect me
And if you got a handkerchief
Go and get it out dude
Money talks, and I’m talking with my mouth full
Uh, so excuse me for spitting
I got the Gucci grip so you won’t catch me slipping
I got a dumb swag but I’m rather intelligent, hmm
I went to college just for the hell of it
I came in, took a look, then I took it over
I barely went to class
And when I did, it was over
I was coming just for the hoes anyway

[Big Sean (Big Shan):]
I got the D on lock man
Streets gon’ watch man, man, man
(It’s funny how the take [?])
I got a few stacks in the knock
Can’t fit ‘em in the sock like, like, like
(It’s crazy how I’m paid for this)
And the girl’s come with dollars now
So they all follow now, now, now
(Watch them hoes chase the D)
I’m the man with the facts
You can check the stacks
Look, look, look
(Hater’s blocking but I make my hits)

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What's next man?
Big Shan I see you, we made it
It's Big Sean, Detroit, Detroit
It's good music baby, still finalizing it
It's all good, it's been Finally Famous

[Big Sean:]
You know me, a few hundred for the tee on
Same for the jean on, shit you don't be on
Man I ain't Celine, but I'm finna put the D on
Went from doing talent shows to a colosseum
I'm on deck like a shipwreck, damn
Man I get big checks like my nights with six X
That's high sixty
And I'm busy like bone thugs with more buzz
Than four cups, that's mo'd up and showing up
They talking ish again, you too?
Man I was on the road with bands like U2
Other side of the globe with the flow doing shows
Man I could give a damn about niggas on YouTube
(And that's real)
And I'm from the hood around the boulevard
Funny now 'cause I'm on Hollywood boulevard
So when I drive by, there's camera's shooting at a nigga
Call it Hollywood's drive by

[Big Sean (Big Shan):]
I got the D on lock man
Streets gon' watch man, man, man
(It's funny how the take [?])
I got a few stacks in the knock
Can't fit 'em in the sock like, like, like
(It's crazy how I'm paid for this)
And the girl's come with dollars now
(Big Sean what up though)
So they all follow now, now, now
(Watch them hoes chase the G)
I'm the man with the facts
You can check the stacks
(We made it, finally famous)
Look, look, look
(Hater's blocking but I make my hits)

[Big Shan:]
You know me, you know how I do
Mink on the coat, alligator on them shoes
Buffalo tux, Cartier with the jewels
But enough about me, homie what about you?
You ain't gotta adore me
But you'll surely, T-C-E-P-S-E-R me
Spell it backwards since you try to reflect me
Try to be me in the mirror
You're reminded, respect me
And if you got a handkerchief
Go and get it out dude
Money talks, and I'm talking with my mouth full
Uh, so excuse me for spitting
I got the Gucci grip so you won't catch me slipping
I got a dumb swag but I'm rather intelligent, hmm
I went to college just for the hell of it
I came in, took a look, then I took it over
I barely went to class
And when I did, it was over
I was coming just for the hoes anyway

[Big Sean (Big Shan):]
I got the D on lock man
Streets gon' watch man, man, man
(It's funny how the take [?])
I got a few stacks in the knock
Can't fit 'em in the sock like, like, like
(It's crazy how I'm paid for this)
And the girl's come with dollars now
So they all follow now, now, now
(Watch them hoes chase the D)
I'm the man with the facts
You can check the stacks
Look, look, look
(Hater's blocking but I make my hits)

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Streetwalker

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Streetwalker di Michael Jackson

(Why don’t you give me some time)
(Won’t you give me some time)

Pretty baby
Kisses for your loving
I really get it when you’re
Next to me yeah yeah
I’m so excited how you
Give me all your loving
I got it coming and it’s ecstacy
Streetwalking baby

Cause everyday I watch you
Paint the town so pretty
I see you coming in and off
On my thought yeah yeah
You don’t believe me then
You can ask my brother
Cause everyday at six
Home alone

Because
Baby I love you
Baby I love you
Baby I want you
Baby come love me
Baby I need you
You’re so satisfying

I hear you walking
Cause your body’s talking to me
I chase you every step of the way yeah yeah
An invitation to some
Faraway hot island
If I can show you baby
Home with me

You see I never met a girl
Just like you
Come so easy
Don’t you break my heart
Cause I love you

You see I never met a girl
Just like you
Come so easy
Don’t you break my heart
Cause I love you
Streetwalking baby

(Why don’t you give me some time)
(Won’t you give me some time)
(Why don’t you give me some time)
(Won’t you give me some time)

I have to tell you
That you give me strong hot fever
My every thought is you
And that’s a fact yeah yeah
I’d like to take you places
How about New York City
Or Paris, France
What do you think of that

Because
Baby I love you
Baby I love you
Baby I want you
Baby come love me
Baby I need you
You’re so satisfying

You see I never met a girl
Just like you
Come so easy
Don’t you break my heart
Cause I love you

You see I never met a girl
Just like you
Come so easy
Don’t you break my heart
Cause I love you
Streetwalking baby
I got it coming baby

Baby I love you
Baby I love you
Baby I want you
Baby come love me
Love me baby
Got to have some loving
Got to make you mine
Got to give some loving
Gonna give you loving
Make you mine
Got to get your love
Got to give some love
Got to make somebody
I told you
I told you

You see I never met a girl
Just like you
Come so easy
Don’t you break my heart
Cause I love you
Streetwalking baby

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Streetwalker – Delta Spirit Testo della canzone

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Streetwalker – Delta Spirit

Streetwalker knows how to strut right
She knows the truth
Bad boys walking through the corridor
God knows what they're gonna do

Darkness paraded across the headlines
"Little girl stolen from her bedroom"
Homeless, beat to death, or put out
Hopeless, greedy and cruel

Oh why can't I feel for you?
My heart is so black to you, oh

Her head is spinning like a hurricane
Tina was singing her name
Old men like to rape her in the red light
She's too young and numb to complain

Little boy bought at the age of six
Down the street he's wearing a dress
Look at his face, you won't see no innocence
He's got so much experience

Oh why can't I feel?
The lie, what can I not do?

Oh Love, set me free, set me free
Come on and set me free
Oh Lord, set them free, set them free
Yeah, it could have been me

Underground, the German Casanova
Underground, The Panamanian Queen
He whispers, "Down here, the law will never find you.
Down here I am your God and King"

It's a sin to sit and just do nothing
There's a special place in hell for me
Oh God, I just gotta do something
I swear to God this is happening

Oh Love, set me free, set me free
Come on and set me free
Oh Lord, set them free, set them free
Yeah, it could have been me
Oh Lord, set them free, set them free
It could have been me

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Strega

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Strega di Rio

Strega comanda colore
oggi è tutto arancione
sento la pancia gridare
ho sete ho fame ho voglia di giocare

vuoti da dipingere, giorni chiari e scuri
mescolo le tempere
cerco i miei colori
e se il mio cielo è torbido
promette temporale
soffio sulle nuvole
ci penso io al mio sole

il cuore batte al ritmo che gli dai
devi contarci è l’unico che hai
anche se dentro non si ferma mai
correrà solo quando correrai…

strega comanda colore
oggi è tutto arancione
sento la pancia gridare
ho sete ho fame ho voglia di giocare

la pasta sai mi lievita è l’ora di mangiare
le scarpe si consumano a forza di camminare
il cuore batte al ritmo che gli dai
devi contarci è l’unico che hai
anche se dentro non si ferma mai

correrà solo quando correrai…
(sole arancio dentro me,
blu la notte per sognare un po’
coi colori faccio tutto oh)

il cuore batte al ritmo che gli dai
devi contarci è l’unico che hai
il cuore batte a mille se lo vuoi
correrà fino a quando correrai…

strega comanda colore
oggi è tutto arancione
sento la pancia gridare
ho sete ho fame ho voglia di giocare
il cuore batte al ritmo
il cuore batte al ritmo

il cuore batte al ritmo che gli dai che gli dai

il cuore batte al ritmo
il cuore batte al ritmo

il cuore batte al ritmo che gli dai che gli dai

(Grazie a Pico per questo testo)