Songtexte:
Urban Rock Leave

sleep on the street Obey the rules of the ones who want yo' beef I'll eat Y'all niggaz weak, in a motherfuckin way it's so pitiful I'll leave you motherfuckers

destroy It's like I'm bringing war to your front door [Chamillionaire] Look how I lyrically assassinate a verse then I can get a hook shot like urban

girls say i look good but im better in person my waves are success yes i call it swag surfing my business so corporate but my style so urban never rock

, sleep on the street Obey the rules of the ones, who want beef? We'll eat Y'all niggaz weak in a motherfuckin? way it's so pitiful I'll leave you motherfuckers

We got many psychopathic ninjas on this track Choppin off wigs like a flyin guillotine attack Jumpsteady, a shocker, rockin the blue blockers A Bruce

love is cold I don't want to leave for the city The suburbs is my home, yeah, yeah Sometimes day's as dark as night The suburban natives fight They got no urban

High tech weapons everywhere We roll in the jungle In the middle of the field, they tumble Somebody gon' crumble after the rumble Urban souljah Head

Nile Reverberatin, why is you hatin, hip hop we creatin Across the desert sands, we be bakin My melanin, the key to lock, rock spots in flocks Off

Intensity, I booby-trap all known vicinities Leave you stinking like face guts in a dumpster in Little Italy It's the classic underground styles of the urban