Own Da Streets Lyrics

Own Da Streets - Dunlicks

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100 million dollars in my dreams yo

I wanna put my dreams on streams yo

dey wanna put my career in d coffin

tell dem niggas I've survived d streets yo

new rappers wanna solve my puzzle

right now be playing a role and a model

upcoming rappers building a Tower of babel

they wanna come up to me

buh I'm no idol

I do it for the streets

nigga do it for my realest

the money makes me happy buh also the cheers

it took some crazy inspiration to be here, yo young ones coming overcome your fears

right now I think I deserve a roundabout, I've been highly successful beyond are doubt

I think dey should build me an institute

so dey could study my verses through and through

they got my back and I call shots

no wak rapper can claim my spot

dey can't throw dirt to the name I got

dey dunno the battles that I've fought

I'm hip pop, I'm rap

you can't relate if you sound is wak

you should be getting your rhymes on track tell Dem critics

I can never slack.

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I see the ghettos as constituencies

with the grassroots I'll be making peace

make good music that the streets like

fake rappers just want the street hype

one , two hits and year career dies

and you forgotten as d time flies

longevity has a high price

if you don't fuck with me

you can switch sides

and I'm tryna build a dynasty

and looking for niggas who would ride with me

this not nkwanchen music

we royalty,we turned simple rap into artistry

they do nursery rhymes this is poetry

I've got bars upon bars in my treasury

and any rapper wanna claim my territory, don't rush

let thy bars speak for thee

don't rush come out and release the beast

rise up young king and feed streets

the streets are claiming dey're hungry, cos these rappers are just chasing hits

nobody doing shit for the culture

nobody gives a shit about the rap craft

all dese rappers are just chasing money, buh those who feed the streets are never hungry.