Alicia Keys "Streets Of New York" |
It`s like jungle out there,so much struggle out here And my dreams steal my rest,sleeps the cousin of death Always feel like a race against father time,in the streets of New York All I see is street hoes,and bullet holes in my people Only crime fills the brain,feels like I`m going insane The revolution has to start,don`t waste no time In the streets of New York New York state of mind New York state of crime New York big dreams New York big schemes Ohhh it`s like the game,just ain`t the same Baby thugs and girls with no shame,can`t get away epidemic plagues Every hood in every state,don`t have no reason cause believin`s hard to find In the streets of New York Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |