every night at the same late time
Im out of my door to have big crime
I meet my friends to get in the beat
I walk all night long having big heat
all night long – turn on my - light
dresses in black in the heat of the night
early in the morning things gettin right
a citirockers never ending fight (Bridge)
my home is big city every long night
I want to be (the) winner of this fight
I claim about thing‘s because I don’t feel right
well - in the broken morning I turn of the light
streets are my world, hard sound is my knife
don't want to stop to stay in deep dark of life
speed ckrack and cool drinks are my hype
when all the girls god looking to me, feelin right