Créditos
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Godfather of Harlem
Künstler:in
John Legend
Künstler:in
Nick Grant
Künstler:in
Cordae Dunston
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Nick Grant
Komponist:in
John Roger Stephens
Komponist:in
Cordae Dunston
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
John Legend
Produzent:in
Rich Keller
Mischtechniker:in
Colin Leonard
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Letras
[Verse 1]
There are many dangers
I still go out there
There are many fallen
But I'm still not scared
There are many times when trouble's all around
In my street
Walkin' down my street
In my street
Walkin' down my street
[Verse 2]
Uh, listen
Vivid descriptions, no witness
Kids is the victim, show business
Worry 'bout minding yo' business
I swear this world is so vicious, uh
[Verse 3]
What they know, mmm
What they know
(I don't care what)
They know, mm
[Verse 4]
Uh, life could be grand
Life can be shitty
Life is what you make it
Never look for pity
Make excuses, we do it, the truest
Life is so beautiful and beautiful is music
Scream, "Woe is me"
**** got they problems
Learn their lessons everyday
You just gotta solve 'em
Been through my bullshit
It just make me strong
Please take me home
God, it take so long
[Verse 5]
It's okay to cry but it's better to laugh
Hope to start a new beginnin' while you sever your past
Always put yourself first, never in last
We tend to do that, the pressure's bad
I know better than most
Have a negative gross
And your cheddar's low
And your debt will explode
And your baby momma callin' with the daily drama often
So lately, I've been fallin'
Make it till we ballin'
[Verse 6]
There are many dangers
I still go out there
There are many fallen
But I'm still not scared
There are many times when trouble's all around
In my street
Walkin' down my street
In my street
Walkin' down my street
[Verse 7]
Uh
Show no love
Love'll get you killed
Learn the trade, it's skill
Hard to bet the house on you ****
We don't know how you built
Peep gang
No, I can't take losses
Still, we sign contracts with the clauses
For the white man to rob us, we get out the hood
Still the only way we leave, in the coffin
[Verse 8]
I need more choices
Ridin' with my dogs
Live from the Garden of Eden
Where evil survives through them all
Fans at the door ****, yeah
You know the SWAT is the fly on the wall
Dope boy, let the guys out the car
Everything is good until the sky started fallin'
Damn ****, even home ain't safe
At the hands of police
You can die in your yard
[Verse 9]
America is a cold game
We sellin' China for the lo mein
Place dope in our hood
Now they tryna hit a **** with the R.I.C.O
Like Calvin missin' his rope chain, damn
You tough right?
My skin color is the ninth wonder
Look a **** dead in his eyes
You could tell if he 'live, his eyes flutter
So might shoot a flower
He ready to fly somethin', freedom
[Verse 10]
There are many dangers
I still go out there
There are many fallen
But I'm still not scared
There are many times when trouble's all around
In my street
Walkin' down my street
In my street
Walkin' down my street
Written by: Cordae Dunston, John Roger Stephens, Nicholas Grant, Nick Grant
