[Intro]



Now how many degrees

Before you freeze, with a nomadic please

As we roam, Zion I trying to find a home

In the four-one-five-one o fo' sure

It's Martin Luther now you know it



[Verse One]



Don't ask me no questions partner, be the fire starter

Used to take Mata, nomadic places with the earths daughter

Emerged from the waters straight raging, anger on the street be amazing

Shit lingers, like the old soul senders

On the corner catching high stares like a sauna

You's in Ghana, Whitehouse in Ghana

Dark city with the face so pretty

Tried to stick me in the 60's but you missed me, missed me

Escape break through the space of a break-beat

Like an athlete style be organic

Causing damage it's hard for folks to manage

Sometimes, players passing red wine, red thoughts on Babylon's bedtime

Let me tuck you in, blankets full of sin

Chasing dollars down the street that you live in, so grim

Here's some ground never learn to swim

Sun rising on the backstreets of Oakland

This is streetlife



[Chorus x2]



What?! You get stuck! Buck buck!! Shot to ring out

Turned down, life, a cheap Christ, streetlife

Mic's, my device in this street life



[Verse Two]



I see Darryl on the other side of the grill

Where there's paper-chasing in this land to make a meal

Also born fossils and bread that is stale

While people loote'n'kick it bodies drop, oh well..

It's a place where babies that having babies

Well who called the shots??!! (*wait a second) Hey man it's crazy

Breaking all these barriers that claim so amazing

Making tunnels of sound, freeing the foundation

It's like Momega walking on probation

And fearing all the people that feel equal in this nation

Making wheat grass to everlast a stimulation

But I can't slow down this demonstration

And I gotta keep this sacred

Solid as a whole, 360 degrees, cipher as I role

Down to the avenue, it gets sold

I maintain for the revenue, forget gold



[Chorus x2]



This is streetlife [x2]

What you going to to with you life, when they turn out the light

Streetlife...Streetlife...Streetlife...The Streetlife



[Verse Three]



Yo, and what the fuck goin' on?

Im'a gonna metamorph in the early morn

A walkin' timebomb, but I stay calm

Life like an animation flick from Hong Kong

Daily chores reaping what I sow, digito?

Cable ready got my Lakers ready so I let her flow

Guaranteed to survive so I proceed to cats under the sea

In the land of milk and greed

With the heat in the street, bumpin' to the beat

Motivate the brains speak gains to the concrete

Eveready for the last day's battlin'

Rocking rhymes like this, suckers scattering

Tallying victories over seven sea's, rap degrees vaporise over PhD's

Interlinked, breathe in sink

God's the foundation, boy you better think



[Chorus x2]



[fading]



What'ch you and your crew goin' to do about the streetlife