Urban Dance Squad - Candy Strip Experience (4 51) lyrics

rate me

Mic checka checker, never hack a

story-observin'-time this time I ain't the wrecker

of brainpan, veins and there's a gameplan

grind teeth, in a small timespan

population, real frustration - ready to bug

no formation, it's really hard against streettugs

so the blocks shock with rock, different from a jvc box

another sick dance over some designer drug

boys to men in caps baggies hoodies

eyes of destruction, now could you look moody ?

day and nighttime, they prowl like a nightowl

dispatchin' more tactics than my man colin powell

they dodge, hush, rush without a blush

cat and mouse with five-o that holds a grudge

and it's like that

On the candystrip

candy's gold out of hands

gotta note thank you man

on the candystrip

people stroll in a trance

understand with one glance

on the candystrip

instant build-up ain't clean

not far from a dream

on the candystrip

Man, man, man, man

I must say I'm touched

when you dilyy-dally 'round the methadon bus

the soul with the same hole as their pockets

here's the supply guy, don't need no ducats

and off to the famous spot

be a leech for the twat ownes a lot

had a blast - that can no longer last

build up fast in the moments of rash

had a bash for the cash 'n purse that you snatched

take cardboard tatch, build a home to rest

shame in a game when the eye's upon you

a tramp in the land, but the world went wrong too

turned psycho-paranoid, it's the world you dodge

starin' at the bloodcrust, your monster of lust