Sidewalkers Songtext
von KnowMads
Sidewalkers Songtext
Just another day, hoosker dos hoosker donts
What up Seattle
KnowMads 206
I′m from the rain city where there aint't pitty and it stay pretty
By the paint gritty graffity on bricks stay with me
Latelly my brain chilly we blaze phillys
Till we feeling silly so really what be the deally son
Well i be walking down the street where the corner meets the avenue
Looking for a sack or two but dealers they be having few
Women babbling too, and they aint got no purpose
While moms pushing strollers down the street that feinds we working
Its worthless for me to catch a feeling for a broad
But im heavily elevated to the ceiling and im lost
So fuck it i chiggidy check like Das for effexs
Then i pull em out of my pocket and cock it into ya neck
So what is really good, yo its been a couple months
We been chilling off a couple blunts
Struggling funds you know the deal
Its always been real without appeal
See I spit it how i live it you feel it or never will
Stop, its love still cuz this music is forever
I sever ya clever to any measure its my pleasure whatever
With better endeavors we"ll be resurrected and sparked
Peace and remember who be freeing the art
I′m from the rain city where there aint't pitty and it stay pretty
By the paint gritty graffity on bricks stay with me
Latelly my brain chilly we blaze phillys
Till we feeling silly so really what be the deally son
From these cracks, I be following my mind be swallowing
Facts and feeling bottled in I'd rather rock the opposite
While walking down these flooded streets in a daze of astonishment
Little kids be selling cigarettes and choose the conqueror it
What′s up little man? What′s in the bag? What you offering?
Some stolen diamond rings no time to think of the consequence
Another day, another dollar another way to change
These poisoned brains to scholars make bus tokens turn into impalas
Wow, I can't imagine the day
That these faces leave for good
And y′all reminisce on what cheef used to say
About this city the people the gritty the sights the needle at night
Getting shitty the hype so believe what you'd like
Whats said can be held against you, fuck it read him is rights
And while you needing the pipe
Well I straight fiend for the mic
We still smoke shit so pass the blunt
They call us KnowMads because
I′m from the rain city where there aint't pitty and it stay pretty
By the paint gritty graffity on bricks stay with me
Latelly my brain chilly we blaze phillys
Till we feeling silly so really what be the deally son
I was sitting on a sidewalk (sidewalk)
On a Thursday night watching the cars go by
And it made me think
Why do we move so fast when theres so little time
(I don′t know)
It ain't nothing but cigarettes and pixie sticks
When I was waiting for the bus up on 65th
Intelligent hypocrite in the midst of this
Chugging 40s blowing gypsy mist
We from the left coast (west coast) stay the fresh most
Down to kick it with my kinfolk when the wind blows
Out the window heard a distant cut
Bass playing so loud that I missed my bus
So I was sitting on the sidewalk (sidewalk)
On a Thursday night watching the cars go by
And it made me think
Why do we move so fast when they're so little time?
I′m from the rain city where there aint′t pitty and it stay pretty
By the paint gritty graffity on bricks stay with me
Latelly my brain chilly we blaze phillys
Till we feeling silly so really what be the deally son
Now when i say rain city yall say stay pretty
Rain city
Stay pretty
Rain city
Stay pretty
Now when i say left coast yall say fresh most
Left coast
Fresh most
Left coast
Fresh most
Yup, peace Seattle, NorthWest and worldwide
What up Seattle
KnowMads 206
I′m from the rain city where there aint't pitty and it stay pretty
By the paint gritty graffity on bricks stay with me
Latelly my brain chilly we blaze phillys
Till we feeling silly so really what be the deally son
Well i be walking down the street where the corner meets the avenue
Looking for a sack or two but dealers they be having few
Women babbling too, and they aint got no purpose
While moms pushing strollers down the street that feinds we working
Its worthless for me to catch a feeling for a broad
But im heavily elevated to the ceiling and im lost
So fuck it i chiggidy check like Das for effexs
Then i pull em out of my pocket and cock it into ya neck
So what is really good, yo its been a couple months
We been chilling off a couple blunts
Struggling funds you know the deal
Its always been real without appeal
See I spit it how i live it you feel it or never will
Stop, its love still cuz this music is forever
I sever ya clever to any measure its my pleasure whatever
With better endeavors we"ll be resurrected and sparked
Peace and remember who be freeing the art
I′m from the rain city where there aint't pitty and it stay pretty
By the paint gritty graffity on bricks stay with me
Latelly my brain chilly we blaze phillys
Till we feeling silly so really what be the deally son
From these cracks, I be following my mind be swallowing
Facts and feeling bottled in I'd rather rock the opposite
While walking down these flooded streets in a daze of astonishment
Little kids be selling cigarettes and choose the conqueror it
What′s up little man? What′s in the bag? What you offering?
Some stolen diamond rings no time to think of the consequence
Another day, another dollar another way to change
These poisoned brains to scholars make bus tokens turn into impalas
Wow, I can't imagine the day
That these faces leave for good
And y′all reminisce on what cheef used to say
About this city the people the gritty the sights the needle at night
Getting shitty the hype so believe what you'd like
Whats said can be held against you, fuck it read him is rights
And while you needing the pipe
Well I straight fiend for the mic
We still smoke shit so pass the blunt
They call us KnowMads because
I′m from the rain city where there aint't pitty and it stay pretty
By the paint gritty graffity on bricks stay with me
Latelly my brain chilly we blaze phillys
Till we feeling silly so really what be the deally son
I was sitting on a sidewalk (sidewalk)
On a Thursday night watching the cars go by
And it made me think
Why do we move so fast when theres so little time
(I don′t know)
It ain't nothing but cigarettes and pixie sticks
When I was waiting for the bus up on 65th
Intelligent hypocrite in the midst of this
Chugging 40s blowing gypsy mist
We from the left coast (west coast) stay the fresh most
Down to kick it with my kinfolk when the wind blows
Out the window heard a distant cut
Bass playing so loud that I missed my bus
So I was sitting on the sidewalk (sidewalk)
On a Thursday night watching the cars go by
And it made me think
Why do we move so fast when they're so little time?
I′m from the rain city where there aint′t pitty and it stay pretty
By the paint gritty graffity on bricks stay with me
Latelly my brain chilly we blaze phillys
Till we feeling silly so really what be the deally son
Now when i say rain city yall say stay pretty
Rain city
Stay pretty
Rain city
Stay pretty
Now when i say left coast yall say fresh most
Left coast
Fresh most
Left coast
Fresh most
Yup, peace Seattle, NorthWest and worldwide
Writer(s): Daniel Wilson, Kendrick Duckworth, Abel Tesfaye, Ali Shaheed Jones-muhammad, Martin Daniel Mckinney, Robert John Richardson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com