[Verse 1: Nightwalker]
I remember when i was in middle school..
sh** used to be ill..
Yo, i used to keep a black buck knife tucked in my Hanes
Protect what i was servin'
Swerving down the block on Venture Featherlights and puttin' work in
Surf the streets disturb the peace id observe police observing me
Drinking 40's searching for the perfect beat to merk
Like one day i won't need to work, ill catch a break
But i never surfed the only thing i learned was how to catch a case
Smacking faces back then, and spittin' in them too
You had to get beat down and write graffiti to be in my crew
Sippin' booze before i grew the first hair on my balls
Smoking stoges in the the bathroom stalls
Cuttin' cla** and taggin' walls
After all, isn't that what we was supposed to do?
Chug some OE booze and kick kids in the face with stolen shoes?
You dozed you lose
Ill street blues and all we got iz us
Was bumpin' in my walkman while i sparked a joint right on the bus
Hard as f** a young delinquent just making his mark
Ill never forget those days they're engraved in my heart motherf**a