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• Artiste: Tech N9ne
• Titre: Black Walt Street (The New Breed)
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Black Walt! Tech said Black Walt Street Black Walt Street Black Walt Street Black Walt Street Black Walt Street Black Walt Street (on 55th street!) Black Walt Street Black Walt Street (gets deep!) Middle school my peers know I'm fa sho the man Whenever they be hip hop A. Yates he know the jams School cyphers a load of fans go ta cram In the bathroom ta spit rap tones you come against me get crush like a soda can Til one day they told me they found somebody that can hold me rappin or dancin one of they homies a new trackster 8th grade enrollee uh! They told me where bro be from southeast hood so we run To the bathroom to catch whom is a rap loon and make him show me some Black Walt But he was known as wee capone I supplied the beat fa homes Gangsta gangsta was the tone Cause he from 55th and Michigan Where they nifty wit the fist against Any trip withinna block of a sickly pit where begins We connected his way of rhythm from me was respected him and Melvin Robinsons beat box I was elected In school we talk about a lotta records who the freshest makin music was requested We didn't know we'd be blessed with The new breed Black Walt Street (it's real) Black Walt Street (and still) Black Walt Street (explore) Black Walt Street (it's war) Why don't you slide? Try come inside He said in his basement he got equipment For music he made a commitment To use it but for me to come there I gotta cross the click and it's stupid In front of joe boston house on Highland I'll hit wit this foolishness From duke mike finley and boo sometime the gets abusive They just wit me can see I'm different I'm just a teen and I'm distant From the ruff the mean I'm tryna bust the scene And try ta clutch my dream And I'm dippin They chest bumpin me But ain't nobody that's punkin me When I mad eit to Walt's house I told him they trippin he said let's run and see All was good cause wee capone got g from the fools No problems or squabblin anywhere we strood My mission is makin music but I didn't know that I had thuggers in the frame Cause he wasn't in a gang but he had brothers in the game In his house on 55th his basement set up He records tape deck to tape deck start over if you mess up We on I got when it get late I gotta take the long way home To avoid the negative noise the neighborhood won't leave me alone on Black Walt Street (it's real) Black Walt Street (and still) Black Walt Street (explore) Black Walt Street (it's war) Why don't you slide? Try come inside I would call Black Walt every day like we recordin? But alotta time he had street that was important He said I need a three verse song because my was shortened Then he disappeared for bout a month there goes our fortune! Still wrote the song and all summer I practiced School started I seen Walt and I was nervous to rap it After classes walk in his basement stop and I laugh it's Him and DJ Bop yo ain't you that that stole my jacket? They loved it the new breed recorded and I dubbed Accidentally spread it to the public (True lie) Black Walk gave me my first burst of fame Same night we did the song gave me my Tech N9ne name on Black Walt Street (it's real) Black Walt Street (and still) Black Walt Street (explore) Black Walt Street (it's war) Why don't you slide? Try come inside