Correction Paroles Streets of Rage par Charles Hamilton

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ManKind & Charles Hamilton ft. Gigi BeMe - “Streets of Rage”

How the f**k are we supposed to behave?!?
How the f**k are we supposed to behave?!? Huh?!?
How the f**k are we supposed to behave?!?
How the f**k are we supposed to behave?!? Streets of rage
Listening to what the preacher say
On a ledge, take a leap of faith, meet your fate
While these young boys move thеm things and got these
Old heads prеaching game—huh!

Don’t push me. I’m hanging off the ledge
With Satan offering up a gorgeous spread
Cutlery made of sugar, you can even eat the plates
Across the table, look a demon in his face, leaning off a grape drink
Huh! Screaming at his waitress, slaps her on her ass
As she passes like it ain’t sh*t. Brimstone and fire
Burn, you catch contact and blast off like
A spaceship on a launch pad, heathens on that three-sixes
In the Streets of Rage like, “Either believe what you’re told
Or you’ll meet your fate.” Face-first into
A plate of pasta, pizza-face, all that. For [?]’s sake
You ain’t a mobster, you ain’t a Phantom, this ain’t
The Opera, don’t take the bait just ‘cause they made the offer
Kreayshawn signing K-Dot? That’s straight bonkers
Watch ‘em while they conquer and take what they want
And try to place blame on ways that they fostered
Foster child jumping a turnstile, shot by
A hostile overseer, Rothschild for the feature
Cuban in a Cold War, Moscow
Causing fever. Streets of Rage, you get arrested trying to
Feed the poor, you get harassed for trying to lead the blind
Stevie Wonder see the signs, Wonder Twins [?]
Wonder why Black Lives Matter is what it is—it’s ‘cause
They’re killing us and we wanna live. Huh!

How the f**k are we supposed to behave?!?
How the f**k are we supposed to behave?!? Huh?!?
How the f**k are we supposed to behave?!?
How the f**k are we supposed to behave?!? Streets of rage
Listening to what the preacher say
On a ledge, take a leap of faith, meet your fate
While these young boys move them things and got these
Old heads preaching game—huh!

Should I follow the Ten Commandments
Or the Yellow-Brick Road? Streets paved with
Goldust, Dusty Rhodes Scholars, no diplomas
Burning Martin art at the MoMA. So much for
Diplomacy. The little homies raised on Dipset
Ready to Just Blaze, feeling justified ‘cause n***as
Was just slaves—ain’t too much different now
n***as is just paid, trying to reach the end of the stage
And just save. Yeah, we’re playing for keeps
Rollerblades skating on your teeth, you need a dentist
You’re feeling weak/week, Seven-Day Adventist
Seven-pointed star in the distance. Guard your
Position, Power Forward, March Front and Center
Neverending Story, “Circle of Life,” becoming Simba
Enter the Dragon, dragging on a spliff
Proving time-traveling exists, it’s existential
Exorcising demons, battling a Sith
Uber heroes asking for a Lyft, ascended into Heaven
sh*t, we never listen to the reverend
I guess Reverend Run’s the exception. sh*t, we only
Run in one direction, sons of the morning
Made in the AM, up all night, ready for mayhem
May the odds ever be in your favor
Praise God for defeating your haters in the Streets of Rage

How the f**k are we supposed to behave?!?
How the f**k are we supposed to behave?!? Huh?!?
How the f**k are we supposed to behave?!?
How the f**k are we supposed to behave?!? Streets of rage
Listening to what the preacher say
On a ledge, take a leap of faith, meet your fate
While these young boys move them things and got these
Old heads preaching game—huh!

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