Homeboy Sandman - Stroll lyrics
[Homeboy Sandman - Stroll lyrics]
Manhattan sure does have a lot of cabs
Affix my iPod with the clip
Take a trip along the modern ave
Upside the tree is another squirrel
Inside the breeze is another world
I never spot the mayor
Do the homeless feel without a home?
Or just feel at home everywhere?
My boy Many loves litter
Look at all the babes, no sitters whattup ha
Whattup ma done hit her
Or yo ha or Johan's no hitter
Towards a foreign quarter willyburg troop
Willyburg bridge Jesus walking on water
Red and blue peeling
Gentlemen and ladies looking crazy
Under navy blue ceiling
Nothing to be off put i prefer to be on foot
Stroll ahead stroll ahead
And see
One foot in front of the other
The book of life cover to cover
The look-alikes, huddle together, in a pack
Could tell the ones that's into acting
Cause they never wanna interact
Various sorts who look tasty
I love passing a store with good AC
People trying to hand me shit
Tourists rocking Yankees shit
A jackass trying to sell me janky shit
A dumptruck blocking traffic
Hauling stanky shit happy kids
Campy cliques
Shrapnel from the shaggy dog, crappy kicks
Ample kitty kat persists
City college campuses i watch my six
Rain wash my sins
Stroll ahead stroll ahead
And see
No cost for the life i cross by the cars
Don't cross by the lights
Serenaded by sounds of the night
Lower east side where the rats
Get wild for the night dollar slice, 2 bros
Rainbows made of oil
Puddles made of who knows
Ghosts finding new highs and new lows
"Yo that's Boy Sand" "Hi kudos"
Gals give glucose
This block kids rock new coats
3 or 4 blocks more kids rock two coats
Still far to go
It's like Fargo, you'll need that True Coat
One, not two coasts cusses off the cuff
Cars cut too close
Pass by the park there's who folks?
Starks not Kukoc
Stroll ahead stroll ahead
And see
Affix my iPod with the clip
Take a trip along the modern ave
Upside the tree is another squirrel
Inside the breeze is another world
I never spot the mayor
Do the homeless feel without a home?
Or just feel at home everywhere?
My boy Many loves litter
Look at all the babes, no sitters whattup ha
Whattup ma done hit her
Or yo ha or Johan's no hitter
Towards a foreign quarter willyburg troop
Willyburg bridge Jesus walking on water
Red and blue peeling
Gentlemen and ladies looking crazy
Under navy blue ceiling
Nothing to be off put i prefer to be on foot
Stroll ahead stroll ahead
And see
One foot in front of the other
The book of life cover to cover
The look-alikes, huddle together, in a pack
Could tell the ones that's into acting
Cause they never wanna interact
Various sorts who look tasty
I love passing a store with good AC
People trying to hand me shit
Tourists rocking Yankees shit
A jackass trying to sell me janky shit
A dumptruck blocking traffic
Hauling stanky shit happy kids
Campy cliques
Shrapnel from the shaggy dog, crappy kicks
Ample kitty kat persists
City college campuses i watch my six
Rain wash my sins
Stroll ahead stroll ahead
And see
No cost for the life i cross by the cars
Don't cross by the lights
Serenaded by sounds of the night
Lower east side where the rats
Get wild for the night dollar slice, 2 bros
Rainbows made of oil
Puddles made of who knows
Ghosts finding new highs and new lows
"Yo that's Boy Sand" "Hi kudos"
Gals give glucose
This block kids rock new coats
3 or 4 blocks more kids rock two coats
Still far to go
It's like Fargo, you'll need that True Coat
One, not two coasts cusses off the cuff
Cars cut too close
Pass by the park there's who folks?
Starks not Kukoc
Stroll ahead stroll ahead
And see