Street Syndicate State все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Mic check, step back, break the beat down,
Hollow tips spit, I'm the king with no crown.
Rhymes so tight, they tighter than a grip,
Stick in your head like a beat on a blip.
Vinyl spinning, DJ scratch that itch,
Floors lit up, crowd groovin' 'fore the switch.
Dancin' feet, concrete jungle hot,
Old skool fire, rhythm that don't stop.

Engine roar, mirror glare, hair in the wind,
Dashboard lit, nothin' but time to spend.
Pedal to the metal, life in the fast lane,
Clock tick-tickin', but I ain't playin' no game.
Fuel my fire, speedometer climbin',
RPMs singin', it's a race, I’m timing.
Highway stretch, horizon in sight,
Knees weak, palms sweaty, but my grip's tight.

Hammer in my belt, swing it heavy, bring thunder
Blamer on my hip, shoot shots, no blunder
Glizzy in my palm, grilling like it's summer
Bang bang echoes, louder than a drummer
Hustling on the block, grindin’ for the cheddar
Life a dice game, tryna stack it better
Hammer’s my gavel, I'm the trendsetter
Glizzy’s my heat, make ‘em sweat in any weather

Young queen, rise, no need to bluffin'
Metaphors hit harder than percussion,
See me stunnin', no frontin', just rushin',
Game in my hand, I'm crushin', over and above them,
Life's a labyrinth, no huffin' and puffin',
Push the red button, start destruction.
Timeless flow, diamond and rough shinin'
Flow so sick, vaccine needed, alignin'