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Walking
by Rhymes & Riddim
Chorus
I'm walking and I'm all alone
Same street, same corner, same danger zone
No talking when they come around
Everybody keeps quiet now, yeah
I'm walking and I'm all alone
Same street, same corner, same danger zone
No talking when they come around
Everybody keeps quiet now, yeah
Verse 1
We start sin, dude, the way we rolling (???)
We need to keep our eyes wide open 'cause Babylon patrolling
We don't want to get a pistol and we'll hold it like it's gold
And we smoking and we talking and choking (joking?)
And when the sirens go "Wooah"
You run away, or if they see you, you throw away your ganja
You don't talk to police, no, no, no, don't say a word
Don't make them believe what they've heard, no
A fistful of knowledge in your face
Think before you act, man, it's a common mistake
I forgive you once but I don't hesitate
The second time around I blow you up like (this???)
We blow you up like (???)
I blow you up like (???)
We blow you up like (???)
Oh na na na, yeah yeah
Chorus
I'm walking and I'm all alone
Same street, same corner, same danger zone
No talking when they come around
Everybody keeps quiet now, yeah
I'm walking and I'm all alone
Same street, same corner, same danger zone
No talking when they come around
Everybody keeps quiet now, yeah
Verse 2 â Swedish
VĂ€lkommen till min trakt
DĂ€r dom vita de drar (???)
Somalier dom tuggar tjack
Vi blattar, vi jobbar svart
Grabbar (rasslar allt?) och becknar ifrÄn sin trapp
DÀr aina kommer snabbt och brorsorna mÄste ax
Om du golar, klipper dig med sax
Aina dom har span, sÄ brorsan var pÄ vakt
VĂ€lkommen till min trakt
Vissa hustlar sig loss
Vissa hustlar sig fast
Vissa gÄr loss helt utan kompass
SÀger nordvÀst i söder, hela vÀrlden över
Systrar och bröder, hustlarna pÄ hörnet
Mamma som förlora sina söner
Till alla krigare som gĂ„tt bort â vi skickar böner
Jag sÀger ta mig tillbaka till gatan dÀr saken starta
Vi sÀtter 0243 pÄ fucking kartan
Och nÀr jag dör, stÄr det Jax pÄ min gravsten
Det Àr min trakt och det har vart sedan barnsben
Chorus â Outro
I'm walking and I'm all alone
Same street, same corner, same danger zone
No talking when they come around
Everybody keeps quiet now, yeah
I'm walking and I'm all alone
Same street, same corner, same danger zone
No talking when they come around
Everybody keeps quiet now, yeah