

Yeah, we in the deep end now.
(uh-huh) Watch where you step.
Don't you park your wheels on that avenue
We know who owns the corner,
what they plan to do
Local legends told like ancient myth
Watch the shadows that you're walking with
Every block is drawn like a battle line Underneath the heat of
the summer sunshine Keep your head down and your money tight We
don't talk to strangers past the midnight light. (bounce)
This is the boulevard we call our home
(our home) Where the kings walk tall on a concrete throne
Yeah, don't park on that street unless you know the name
We play for keeps,
we don't play no game.
Behind the store where the neon used to be We read the
walls like a history
Local knowledge is a sacred code
Map it out before you hit the road
One wrong turn and the story ends
Hard to tell your rivals from your friends But we keep it
moving, keep the motor clean
Rolling slow through the golden scene. (bounce)
This is the boulevard we call our home
(our home) Where the kings walk tall on a concrete throne
Yeah,
don't park on that street unless you know the name
We play for keeps,
we don't play no game.
Keep rolling. (yeah)
Don't park on that street.