Brooklyn
we walk until brooklyn heading to the southern home
we need some new feelings cause our brain is like a hole
"love" is a little tattoo engraved on our skin
"fear" was sold to the devil with a grin
we buy some jam to a freaky rotten pearl
we take it fast like that kiss we stole to a girl
we're leaving the invisible and dark sadness
in a few minutes now i will dance with happiness
ho i feel streets talked to me
they said that's life in the city
like a big big big house where we feel like a mouse
ho i feel streets talked to me
on our way back at dawn drivers sport corporate jumpsuit
stuck in their cars they scream "death before reroute"
in bold letters like a slogan on billboard
"what's left of your angers?" is written on the wall
confidence fueled by the last colors of bliss
we swear to god our live will never be like this
we dance again in this twenty first century set
we don't know where it ends but it ends with no regrets
ho i feel streets talked to me
they said that's life in the city
like a big big big house where we feel like a mouse
ho i feel streets talked to me
ho i feel streets talked to me
they said that's life in the city
like a big big big house where we feel like a mouse
ho i feel streets talked to me
ho i feel streets talked to me
they said that's life in the city
like a big big big house where we feel like a mouse
ho i feel streets talked to me
end
we need some new feelings cause our brain is like a hole
"love" is a little tattoo engraved on our skin
"fear" was sold to the devil with a grin
we buy some jam to a freaky rotten pearl
we take it fast like that kiss we stole to a girl
we're leaving the invisible and dark sadness
in a few minutes now i will dance with happiness
ho i feel streets talked to me
they said that's life in the city
like a big big big house where we feel like a mouse
ho i feel streets talked to me
on our way back at dawn drivers sport corporate jumpsuit
stuck in their cars they scream "death before reroute"
in bold letters like a slogan on billboard
"what's left of your angers?" is written on the wall
confidence fueled by the last colors of bliss
we swear to god our live will never be like this
we dance again in this twenty first century set
we don't know where it ends but it ends with no regrets
ho i feel streets talked to me
they said that's life in the city
like a big big big house where we feel like a mouse
ho i feel streets talked to me
ho i feel streets talked to me
they said that's life in the city
like a big big big house where we feel like a mouse
ho i feel streets talked to me
ho i feel streets talked to me
they said that's life in the city
like a big big big house where we feel like a mouse
ho i feel streets talked to me
end
Credits
Writer(s): Tupac Amaru Shakur, Shawn C. Carter, Christopher Wallace, John David Jackson, Andrew Roettger
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