B.o.B - I Feed These Streets
Yea, yea, yea
I feed these streets
From the east side back to the west side
And you can ask about me
They’ll tell you from the north side to the south side
I feed these streets, these streets, these streets
From the east to the west side
I feed these streets, these streets, these streets
From the north to the south side
I feed these streets
Well, it all started off kinda rogue
Yes in the area that we know, its 4-0-4
From open mic nights, to getting boo’d at talent shows
But still I gotta be unstoppable like Santigold
Therefore I handle flows, with that Atlanta soul
Even my grandma knows I got that antidote
I’m so exquisite with these lyrics I immaculately spit it
Even though I’m from the south I got that grammar, though
They still be hating on the south, but thats my family though.
So I’ma beat em with this truth until I’m banished for it
And there be still many soldiers around the globe,
So even if they kill me there’ll be many more
I feed these streets
From the east side back to the west side
And you can ask about me
They’ll tell you from the north side to the south side
I feed these streets, these streets, these streets
From the east to the west side
I feed these streets, these streets, these streets
From the north to the south side
I feed these streets
I welcome you into my mind state
Now follow me back into the dungeon, thats where I would lay
With no doors, no windows, just a fireplace.
So hot summers, cold winters as the climate changed
I used to roll with savages and primates,
But it never my anger pinned up inside to boost the crime rate
Until I found the studio where I would hibernate
And maybe lay a verse or two down that I would make
Although I’m dancing with the devil on a blind date
I’m still feeding these streets as we migrate
into the era of the unknown, with one song
I could make your trunk vibrate
I feed these streets
From the east side back to the west side
And you can ask about me
they’ll tell you from the north side to the south side
I feed these streets, these streets, these streets
From the east to the west side
I feed these streets, these streets, these streets
From the north to the south side
I feed these streets
I feed these streets
From the east side back to the west side
And you can ask about me
they’ll tell you from the north side to the south side
I feed these streets, these streets, these streets
From the east to the west side
I feed these streets, these streets, these streets
From the north to the south side
I feed these streets
End