Candy Strip Experience

<br>Mic checka checker, never hack a<br>Story-observin`-time this time I ain`t the wrecker<br>Of brainpan, veins and there`s a gameplan<br>Grind teeth, in a small timespan<br>Population, real frustration - ready to bug<br>No formation, it`s really hard against streettugs<br>So the blocks shock with rock, different from a jvc box<br>Another sick dance over some designer drug<br>Boys to men in caps baggies hoodies<br>Eyes of destruction, now could you look moody ?<br>Day and nighttime, they prowl like a nightowl<br>Dispatchin` more tactics than my man colin powell<br>They dodge, hush, rush without a blush<br>Cat and mouse with five-o that holds a grudge<br>And it`s like that<br><br>On the candystrip<br>Candy`s gold out of hands<br>Gotta note thank you man<br>On the candystrip<br>People stroll in a trance<br>Understand with one glance<br>On the candystrip<br>Instant build-up ain`t clean<br>Not far from a dream<br>On the candystrip<br><br>Man, man, man, man<br>I must say I`m touched<br>When you dilyy-dally `round the methadon bus<br>The soul with the same hole as their pockets<br>Here`s the supply guy, don`t need no ducats<br>And off to the famous spot<br>Be a leech for the twat ownes a lot<br>Had a blast - that can no longer last<br>Build up fast in the moments of rash<br>Had a bash for the cash `n purse that you snatched<br>Take cardboard tatch, build a home to rest<br>Shame in a game when the eye`s upon you<br>A tramp in the land, but the world went wrong too<br>Turned psycho-paranoid, it`s the world you dodge<br>Starin` at the bloodcrust, your monster of lust