STREET LIVING Lyrics The Black Eyed Peas 2018

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Street Living

The Black sharp-eyed Peas became world superstars throughout the half of the 2000s with a stream of turbocharged dance pop singles, however they abandon that sound on their latest track. Instead, the cluster returns to the sample-heavy, socially-conscious hip-hop they favored early in their career. The beat to "Street Livin'" options a melancholy horn loop and clipped drums; it may simply have take off in 1998. The cluster use this background for a series of verses concerning the results of racism. "They derailed the soul train and place a nightmare into each theologian King," will.i.am raps. "And non-public complexes area unit owned by identical slave masters that owned the slave traffic game." Later he adds, "there's a lot of niggas that is decay within the prisons than there ever were slaves cotton choosing." Black sharp-eyed Peas position at police brutality, the criminal justice system and immigration policy on "Street Livin,'" a serious new boom-bap song from the group's initial album in eight years. "Street Livin'" may be a companion piece to the Black sharp-eyed Peas' recently free graphic novel Masters of the Sun: The Zombie Chronicles. The cluster plans to debut a Masters of the Sun computer game expertise at the Sundance fete later this month. The VR expertise are narrated by famed comic creator Stan Lee and scored partially by Hans Zimmer.

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Song Name Street Living
CategoriesEnglish.
GenreHip-Hop/Rap.
LabelUniversal Music Group.
SingerThe Black Eyed Peas.
Duration 03:16
Record on January 10, 2018
Album Price $1.29
Song Price $1.29
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STREET LIVING Lyrics The Black Eyed Peas

[Intro]
Streets, streets
Livin' in the streets

[Verse 1: will.i.am]
Street livin', caught in the trap
Guns or books, sell crack or rap
Be like kings or be like pawns
They called us coons, now they call us cons
Street niggas be packing pistols
Terrorists be blasting missiles
Crips and Bloods and retail thugs
CIA planes bring Colombian drugs in
Don't push me 'cause I'm close to hell
The teachers in my neighborhood can hardly spell
And compare to them, prison guards get paid well
Ten years no bail is 4 years at Yale
So, forget about the statue of General Lee
Because the status of blacks are generally
Gonna end up in some penitentiary
Systematically, that's how they made it to be
Listen, they derailed the soul train
And put a nightmare in every Martin Luther King
And privatized prisons are owned by the same
Slave masters that owned the slave trade game
And racists no longer have to be racist
'Cause niggas kill more niggas than the KKK did
Now, every time I hear a new def jam
Niggas killing niggas like they Ku Klux Klan
I understand what's a nigga to choose?
Be the killer or be the dead dude in the news
I get it, what's a nigga to do?
No education in the hood got a nigga confused


[Verse 2: apl.de.ap]
Street livin', tough conditions
Brainwashed by the television
We lost in the war we live in
Double cross love lost no religion
Street livin', oh my gosh
Another brother got shot by the searg'
Another cop got off with no charge
If you black in the hood, you at large
You're guilty until you prove you're innocent
If you're ivory, they treat you different
If you're ebony, they assume your temperament
Will be vigilant and they call you militant
And you'll get shot and they'll say the incident
Is 'cause you're belligerent, what a coincidence?
Born and bred but you're still an immigrant
And if you ain't dead, you can see imprisonment

[Chorus: will.i.am]
There's more niggas in the prisons than there ever were slaves cotton picking
There's more niggas that's rotting in the prisons than there ever were slaves cotton picking
So, how we gon' get up out the trap?
Guns or books, sell crack or rap
Street livin', hustle or hoops
Guns or books, get shot or shoot


[Verse 3: Taboo]
Street livin', ain't no rules
Break the law, make the breakin' news
The life you choose could be the life you lose
Niggas getting stuck for the Nike shoes
Street livin', ain't no joke
It's a cold world, better bring your coat
Revoke 'cause the streets are broke
And now they wanna take away our dreams and hopes
Street livin', no economics
No way out of the Reaganomics
Infected by the black plague, new bubonic
No comprende, we speak ebonics
Street livin', what's your position?
You can take action or take a dick
Listen, you can get fucked by the system
Or you can say "fuck the system"

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