Apollo11. - market street Lyrics

Pushing back, heading home, all alone
Insomniac so I got me some homegrown
Hit so hard I felt the diesel in my bones
160k floating higher than the ozone
Woken up by landing, looking at my phone
Message from my brother saying welcome home
Back in the bay, only thing I've always known
Market street, every night another party thrown
This shit gonna start a quake, '89 I'll overtake
Mosh until your back break, spinning like a headache
F*ck a coward, f*ck a snake, especially f*ck a snowflake
Pray to God he gon forsake all them bitches for my sake
Flow intrinsic like a Sheikh, wreaking havoc week by week
Repping that west coast technique, Cookies all I gotta speak
San Francisco so unique, beautiful like it's Mozambique
Oakland got them crazy streets
And all the clubs are filled with freaks
And that ain't even all the things we got
Skies are clear, sun is out, why the f*ck not
Watch a game it's not like they gone and forgot
Six titles in a decade don't you argue, that's a lot
Piece it all together we the best
No DJ Khaled, seriously go put that shit to rest
Start a riot on the block until it end with my arrest
It's gon be taken to the top so 12 can't stand up to repress
Uh, uh

Pushing back, heading home, all alone
Insomniac so I got me some homegrown
Hit so hard I felt the diesel in my bones
160k floating higher than the ozone
Woken up by landing, looking at my phone
Message from my brother saying welcome home
Back in the bay, only thing I've always known
Market street, every night we got a party going

Wait a minute, don't you babysit, keep passing
Slowed it down to let these fakers know they past tense
Eleven hits, three blue eyes, commencing sixth sense
That's why I'm always offense, and they on defense
I ask the questions, shut up and stop wasting time
Keep on talking, imma end up committing a crime
Got respect for both the grime and the venomous slime
Even more for Forty, God got him in overtime
Steady rolling on and off the court
2020 and we still yell it like $hort (Bitch)
Greening out, missed the chance to hit abort
Sit back as the walls start to distort
Brother Skepta always claim it ain't safe
Stukas in the skies eyes up for the strafe
Caring more about a waif than all of you naifs
Square it up and finish, like how Nate Drake finished Rafe

Pushing back, heading home, all alone
Insomniac so I got me some homegrown
Hit so hard I felt the diesel in my bones
160k floating higher than the ozone
Woken up by landing, looking at my phone
Message from my brother saying welcome home
Back in the bay, only thing I've always known
Market street, every night another party thrown
Pushing back, heading home, all alone
Insomniac so I got me some homegrown
Hit so hard I felt the diesel in my bones
160k floating higher than the ozone
Woken up by landing, looking at my phone
Message from my brother saying welcome home
Back in the bay, only thing I've always known
Market street, every night we got a party going