作曲 : Ivan S. Martin I wanna be remembered as a boulevard star Life of ink in flesh and mind scars Everyday I walk shadowed by cell bars Hustle is hand to mouth and chance cards Eveything move all around the street sound Bass drop makin you nod so freak now From L.A. Downtown to Boogie Down Hey love I gotta lotta what they not to freak sounds Those two bit who love to talk *******t dont even **** with I'm too lit you ain't really *******t and drive a bucket Your dog got no bark valas is wet with no spark In fact for the most part Chale hook start... This is for all y'all in memory of Everytime you bump rola while you puff bud Say "holmes that's the dove" and I'll feel the love That a boulevard star think of El callejero, el twin, el pistolero Estoy vijilando y cruisin con el fierro Ha-Ha! oye whatcha the boulevard gottcha Chueco fresa cualkiera que mancha Boulevard star lingo the street sound Gather round bring a pound for the hounds Nocturnal light *******ne grounded on street level Bule bule hard to find like a plant with four pedals Watch the tranzas the hottas trampas Known to strangle mic y tumbo casas Legendary rolas for vatos and cholas Secondary status for haters and skonkas I'll be remembered in the hearts of riders West and East siders Known to take nug pack bowl and light lighta Ready to bid love peace and all's well Puttin words to a bassline knowin the spell Some mix a world treasures and worthless trash Silver that brightly gleam in a lightning flash Gold that sunset spill on sky Funk make bluebird sing and dove cry Sing wild cadence of them old remains About how much liquor flow through my viens So roll to this slow hypnotic beat Hollow drums flower crushed, rushed and smell sweet
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Ivan S. Martin [00:19.27]I wanna be remembered as a boulevard star [00:21.48]Life of ink in flesh and mind scars [00:23.82]Everyday I walk shadowed by cell bars [00:26.17]Hustle is hand to mouth and chance cards [00:28.48]Eveything move all around the street sound [00:30.87]Bass drop makin you nod so freak now [00:33.19]From L.A. Downtown to Boogie Down [00:35.54]Hey love I gotta lotta what they not to freak sounds [00:37.99]Those two bit who love to talk *******t dont even **** with [00:40.35]I'm too lit you ain't really *******t and drive a bucket [00:42.57]Your dog got no bark valas is wet with no spark [00:44.98]In fact for the most part [00:46.29]Chale hook start... [00:47.53]This is for all y'all in memory of [00:49.63]Everytime you bump rola while you puff bud [00:52.00]Say "holmes that's the dove" and I'll feel the love [00:54.23]That a boulevard star think of [01:06.73]El callejero, el twin, el pistolero [01:08.24]Estoy vijilando y cruisin con el fierro [01:10.51]Ha-Ha! oye whatcha the boulevard gottcha [01:13.01]Chueco fresa cualkiera que mancha [01:15.35]Boulevard star lingo the street sound [01:17.62]Gather round bring a pound for the hounds [01:19.96]Nocturnal light *******ne grounded on street level [01:22.56]Bule bule hard to find like a plant with four pedals [01:24.90]Watch the tranzas the hottas trampas [01:27.07]Known to strangle mic y tumbo casas [01:29.29]Legendary rolas for vatos and cholas [01:31.60]Secondary status for haters and skonkas [02:02.16]I'll be remembered in the hearts of riders West and East siders [02:04.51]Known to take nug pack bowl and light lighta [02:06.86]Ready to bid love peace and all's well [02:09.16]Puttin words to a bassline knowin the spell [02:11.48]Some mix a world treasures and worthless trash [02:13.70]Silver that brightly gleam in a lightning flash [02:15.97]Gold that sunset spill on sky [02:18.11]Funk make bluebird sing and dove cry [02:20.80]Sing wild cadence of them old remains [02:23.06]About how much liquor flow through my viens [02:25.30]So roll to this slow hypnotic beat [02:27.61]Hollow drums flower crushed, rushed and smell sweet
