L The Rapper, M.I.A., James - Them Streets lyrics

Ya'll know ima bust a rhyme
So good that it's considered a crime
I grew up on these dirty streets
Played soccer with my damn cleats
Too good for girls, even ones with curls
I would only study
With my best flippin buddy, my boy Lil Jizz
Helped me ace them quiz
Got high all them years
Didn't drink any beers didn't sit in tears
Didn't fail myself
And that's the thing to do
And you gotta stay true only believe in you
And then succeed and not only need
But do yourself

On the streets you just go on
And on and on and on
On the streets you just go on
And on and on and on
On the streets you just go on
And on and on and on
On the streets you just go on
And on and on and on

Yo it's on and on and on
My rap game the bomb
Join a club, that's for you
Tech, Gym, Math, don't be so blue
Get good grades, work real hard
If you fail your class, then you are a tard
(Then you) When you walk
Cut the corner real fast
Catch up to your friends, don't be last
If you are last, you are dead
Better be good, or you're covered in red

On the streets you just go on
And on and on and on
On the streets you just go on
And on and on and on
On the streets you just go on
And on and on and on
On the streets you just go on
And on and on and on