land to outskirts Nickname Bucktown cuz we grown to outburst Philosophy redefine us, touch mines I touch back Walk the streets like a sweet and get beat like drum tracks Catch no shakes over jakes
,do yo dance I look good, I look good Im the shit, Im the shit She know how I go Hand cuff yo chick 80's baby super sick James bond super slick Now come
me And I thank God for that supplying my needs Sometimes my wants get left out but that balances greed And I need that between a life in a spotlight And being sweated by jakes
Music: Rudolf Schenker Lyrics: James Kottak, Klaus Meine Blowing'cross the universe Like a shooting star that lost its way Looking back with no regrets
: Music: Rudolf Schenker Lyrics: James Kottak, Klaus Meine Blowing'cross the universe Like a shooting star that lost its way Looking back with no regrets
game quiet flat, Frank White type cat Bank right, when you eatin good you think right Straight out the hood, snake bites tired of 'em Jake light I live
blowin' my jack (like that) We boys in the mist of the noise (it's like that) We big boys whippin' them toys (like that) We up late, runnin' from jake
outskirts Nickname Bucktown cuz we grown to outburst Philosophy redefine us, touch mines I touch back Walk the streets like a sweet and get beat like drum tracks Catch no shakes over jakes