Backstreet Crawler
Backstreet Crawler: Unraveling the Streetwise Symphony of Triumph and Tragedy
Lyrics
I snuck around the corner he had this guy down
I surreptitiously approached the corner where he had someone subdued
I through the first punch that's when he hit the ground
I initiated the first punch, resulting in him falling to the ground
To survive in the street you gotta win the first round
To survive in the streets, one must emerge victorious in the initial confrontation
'cause if you want eat you gotta be the baddest one around
If you aim to succeed, you must establish yourself as the most formidable presence
I'm a backstreet crawler
I identify as a backstreet crawler
Daddy paid for college I earned a degree
My father funded my education, and I obtained a degree
Got a job up on Wall Street
I secured a job on Wall Street where I learned to exploit others financially
Where I learned to make the little man bleed
My actions led to the suffering of the less fortunate
That's when I got stomped like a cattle stampede
I experienced a severe beating, akin to a stampede trampling cattle
Had a nervous breakdown all my friends and family left me
I faced a mental breakdown, causing my friends and family to abandon me
Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler
I am a backstreet crawler
When you see them on the concrete it's their spirit that's harder
When observing others on the pavement, it is their resilience that stands out
Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler
I continue to embrace my identity as a backstreet crawler
Where your ego meets defeat and your pride can't get no smaller
Where one's pride is shattered, and ego confronts defeat
Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler
I persist as a backstreet crawler
Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler
Reiterating my identity as a backstreet crawler
I guess you might say it sure is a shame
Reflecting on the unfortunate transformation of my life
I used to have everything oh how my life has changed
Once possessing everything, my life has now drastically changed
Yeah I'm broken and torn I've never been free
I am shattered and scarred, devoid of true freedom
Lost everything that meant a thing to me
I've lost everything that held significance for me
Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler
I maintain my role as a backstreet crawler
When you see them on the concrete it's their spirit that's harder
Observing those on the concrete, it is their resilience that prevails
Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler
Remaining steadfast as a backstreet crawler
Where your ego meets defeat and your pride can't get no smaller
Where one's pride is humbled, and ego faces insurmountable defeat
Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler
I persist as a backstreet crawler
Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler
Reaffirming my identity as a backstreet crawler
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