Boulevard Star-Delinquent Habits

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Ivan S. Martin [00:19.27]I wanna be remembered as a boulevard star [00:21.48]Life of ink in flesh and mind scars [00:23.82]Everyday I walk shadowed by cell bars [00:26.17]Hustle is hand to mouth and chance cards [00:28.48]Eveything move all around the street sound [00:30.87]Bass drop makin you nod so freak now [00:33.19]From L.A. Downtown to Boogie Down [00:35.54]Hey love I gotta lotta what they not to freak sounds [00:37.99]Those two bit who love to talk *******t dont even **** with [00:40.35]I'm too lit you ain't really *******t and drive a bucket [00:42.57]Your dog got no bark valas is wet with no spark [00:44.98]In fact for the most part [00:46.29]Chale hook start... [00:47.53]This is for all y'all in memory of [00:49.63]Everytime you bump rola while you puff bud [00:52.00]Say "holmes that's the dove" and I'll feel the love [00:54.23]That a boulevard star think of [01:06.73]El callejero, el twin, el pistolero [01:08.24]Estoy vijilando y cruisin con el fierro [01:10.51]Ha-Ha! oye whatcha the boulevard gottcha [01:13.01]Chueco fresa cualkiera que mancha [01:15.35]Boulevard star lingo the street sound [01:17.62]Gather round bring a pound for the hounds [01:19.96]Nocturnal light *******ne grounded on street level [01:22.56]Bule bule hard to find like a plant with four pedals [01:24.90]Watch the tranzas the hottas trampas [01:27.07]Known to strangle mic y tumbo casas [01:29.29]Legendary rolas for vatos and cholas [01:31.60]Secondary status for haters and skonkas [02:02.16]I'll be remembered in the hearts of riders West and East siders [02:04.51]Known to take nug pack bowl and light lighta [02:06.86]Ready to bid love peace and all's well [02:09.16]Puttin words to a bassline knowin the spell [02:11.48]Some mix a world treasures and worthless trash [02:13.70]Silver that brightly gleam in a lightning flash [02:15.97]Gold that sunset spill on sky [02:18.11]Funk make bluebird sing and dove cry [02:20.80]Sing wild cadence of them old remains [02:23.06]About how much liquor flow through my viens [02:25.30]So roll to this slow hypnotic beat [02:27.61]Hollow drums flower crushed, rushed and smell sweet