Archive for the ‘Streets’ Category

Who Dares Wins

Tuesday, December 27th, 2011

It’s who dares wins in the city
Sit pretty
Locked On not Tripoli
Get dressed for the party
As i spit simile after simile

Got the latest Nikes on my feet
The streets merely reflect this bass line and beat
Lock on to 102.6 the streets
Kronenburg double doves and herbs actions speak louder than words
Get fucked...

It’s Too Late

Thursday, August 26th, 2010

She said ‘Meet me at the gates at eight
‘Leave now, don’t be late’
She said one day she’d walk away
‘Cause I was always late
Thought things were okay
Didn’t care though anyway
Say ‘Sorry, babe, I had to meet a mate’
Tempting fate
We first met through a shared view
She...