I'm taking back whats mine I ain't giving in
Do what they tell me? Nah I ain't listening
Can't deny I was made for this
Shove it back in the faces who say I'd miss
Maximum Carnage
Who doesn't love a bit of mental instability
Bad Boys Of Brooklyn
One minute I'm in Central Park
Then I'm down on Delancey Street
From the Bow'ry to St. Marks
There's a syncopated beat
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
I'm streetwise, I can improvise
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
I'm streetsmart, I've got New York City heart
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
I may not have a dime
But I got street savoire faire
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
It's just bebopulation
And I got street saviore faire
The rhythm of the city
But once you get it down
Then you can own this town
You can wear the crown
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
I may not have a dime
But I got street savoire faire
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
It's just bebopulation
And I got street saviore faire
Ev'rything goes
Ev'rything fits
They love me at the Chelsea
They adore me at the Ritz
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
And even when I cross that line
I got street savoire faire
<3 Holding her 1300th 4200th mails cause she loves me <3
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