KL Streets - feat. Lah - Malique

call it the city of lights

you'll never sight a black skyline

where life's a race the pace like my black skyline

i used to envy players, green on the sideline

now coach rap and make greens on the sideline

yo f a bedtime, hustle gotta get mine

chasin money while you wastin money poppin red wine

impressin honeys, typical undress 'em dummies

i rather invest in the streets

see me dressed in money

look at you dawg, you remind me of past time

last time work hard, now laugh time

went from ashy, nasty, classy

used to outcast, now who the f can outclass me

put your city on your head so you can rep it well

and my caps are like my lyrics, gotta rap it well

and my raps is like a gift for you, i wrap it well

hustler to entrepeneur, a little rapid, wow

why i feel like im losing weight?

why i ain't got no money if movin weight?

life's based upon what imma do this year?

drop more hits, cop more gear

run the streets of KL in my nike airs

you ain"t gotta stare, go cop a pair

still the scrutiny, nuttin they could do to me

i'll make sure my mother and girl

be smothered in pearls

when a brother under the world

im breakin bread now with joe flizz in showbiz

(but)these hopeless singers makin rap slow biz

entertainment now is textin, vote like elections

with all due respect

i disagree with your selections

underserving overnight stars

these punchlines will leave you punkk with

overnight scars

industry victim fighting for the right course

re-write laws, a rebel yes without a slight pause

whatever happen to talent, skills and hardwork?

can do much.laugh, chill, start work

hit the streets, kl phat cap on in back alleys

politickin with OG's, toolies in the fat bellys

adversaries steady plottin because they fearful

say my raps are deeper now no longer cheerful

but still i give them an earful, its tearful

told my mother i hustle

and she said be careful

Bridge

gotta keep my muscle strong

get my hustle on

because the streets are watchin

because the streets are talkin

(streets of kuala lumpur)

you know where i be

yo i be chillin in the coupe, listenin to weezy

dont need no body guard, leeve me with my breezy

eyes on the road, feelin fly as hell

tryin not to get lost in the streets of KL

you got a slow car, wanna drive fast too

i try to drive slow, but i still pass you

the only game you got is PS2

its over kid,

period.

PS: boo

yo thats my word

keep your muscle strong and

get your hustle on

2008 and so on

keep workin, workin dont stop