Streets I ran this whole town Backstreets and all, I wanted to leave there But no matter how fast I ran, my feet were glued I just couldn't move there
Übersetzung: Jam. Dream Time.
Streets I ran this whole town - Backstreets and all I wanted to leave there. But no matter how fast I ran, my feet were glued, I just couldn't move there
: Looking out and I'm wondering where I am While I'm stuck in the daily traffic jam I decide to get out and leave the car behind me Everywhere there
can't shake, Don't know how much of this I can take, Baby I'm under your spell. I was knocked out and loaded in the naked night. When my last dream exploded
me And I ain't even planning to call I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man [Verse 2: Kanye West] I used to have hood dreams, big fame, big
Punchlines, und mache das verdammt geil, Man sagt ich soll der krasseste im Land sein! Zuhause musst du dummer Affe in den Schrank rein, German Dream
leak) Givin you a sneak peak, peak (it's the leak) Don't speak, speak... The leak, leak, pourin out of my physique (it's the leak) Reminiscin on the times, times, times
me And I aint even planning to call I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man, ever man [Kanye West] I used to have hood dreams Big fame, big
doubted me is asking for forgiveness, if you aint been a part of it at least you got to witness, bitches [Chorus] [Kanye West] I used to have hood dreams
Don't make such a fuss, you wanna roll with us You can't be so ambiguous, it's time to go crazy, it's time to go crazy, it's time to go crazy I said,
: [Rettke, Paeth, Bilski] Back on the streets tonight Startin' up the fight Hassing through his deadly maze In his hand the acid dreams But it's not
waste her time [x1] [BM] Said if you don't want her don't waste her time [x1] Don't waste her time, don't waste no time [BM] Said if you don't want her
you're responsible for the demise of record execs, and do you object? Your distribution's Polygram, and through your connects Def Jam, you pushed over
time for killin' A time for healin' A time for knockin' down A time for buildin' A time for tears A time for laughter A time for mournin' A time for dancin
I go-go I'm trying to take my time on this rhyme But it's bustin from the seems Like a fantasy and eagerness of dreams I'm moving all around Oh yes,
strict review Time to turn the tide around Comin with the tribal sound Brandishing these microphones, we outlaws in the town Corruption in the fool pit, we witness the jam
passed over, no longer living That couldn't run whenever the reaper came to get 'em Can we please pour out some liquor? Symobolizin', let's take in time
