Star
Delinquent Habits feat. Michelle Lyrics

I wanna be remembered as a boulevard star
I aspire to leave a lasting legacy as someone who embodies the essence of the boulevard

Life of ink in flesh and mind scars
My experiences and struggles are etched into my being, both physically and mentally

Everyday I walk shadowed by cell bars
I carry the weight of my past mistakes and the possibility of being imprisoned with me every day

Hustle is hand to mouth and chance cards
Surviving on the streets requires constant hustling, relying on luck as much as skill or hard work

Eveything move all around the street sound
The rhythm of the streets shapes everything, from the way we talk to the way we walk

Bass drop makin you nod so freak now
The powerful bass in our music can induce a hypnotic, trance-like state

>From L.A. Downtown to Boogie Down
Our influence extends from the heart of L.A. to the Bronx in NY

Hey love I gotta lotta what they not to freak sounds
I have a lot of original ideas when it comes to creating music

Those two bit who love to talk shit dont even f**k with
I pay no attention to haters who only know how to talk smack

I'm too lit you ain't really shit and drive a bucket
I'm at the top of my game, while you're still struggling and driving a crappy car

Your dog got no bark valas is wet with no spark
Your rhymes are weak, lacking in passion and energy

In fact for the most part Chale hook start...
Honestly, I'm not feeling your verses at all

This is for all y'all in memory of
This song is dedicated to all our fans, past and present

Everytime you bump rola while you puff bud
Whenever you play our music while smoking weed

Say 'holmes that's the dove' and I'll feel the love
Give us a shout-out by saying 'that's the real deal', and we'll feel appreciated

El callejero, el twin, el pistolero
I go by many names on the street - the streetwalker, the twin (as I have a twin brother), the gunslinger

Estoy vijilando y cruisin con el fierro
I'm cruising the streets with my gun, ever watchful for danger

Ha-Ha! oye whatcha the boulevard gottcha
Hey, what's up with you, fellow boulevard inhabitant?

Chueco fresa cualkiera que mancha
Anyone who messes with us is a crook, a poser, or a wannabe

Boulevard star lingo the street sound
Our language and music embody the unique culture of the boulevard

Gather round bring a pound for the hounds
Let's all come together and share some weed

Nocturnal light shine grounded on street level
The streetlights at night illuminate our world, but we remain grounded and true to our roots

Bule bule hard to find like a plant with four pedals
We're a rare breed, hard to come by like a four-petaled flower

Watch the tranzas the hottas trampas
Beware of the drug dealers and the shady characters who are always on the lookout for opportunities to take advantage of you

Known to strangle mic y tumbo casas
We're famous for our skills on the mic and our ability to rock the house

Legendary rolas for vatos and cholas
Our songs are held in high esteem by our Latino brothers and sisters

Secondary status for haters and skonkas
Haters or fake people don't get to enjoy our music or be part of our community

I'll be remembered in the hearts of riders West and East siders
My music will live on as a cherished memory among the riders and inhabitants of both the West and East sides

Known to take nug pack bowl and light lighta
I'm known for smoking weed and always having a lighter on me

Ready to bid love peace and all's well
I'm always ready to spread love and harmony wherever I go

Puttin words to a bassline knowin the spell
I have the ability to craft lyrics that perfectly match the bassline and create a magical spell

Some mix a world treasures and worthless trash
Some people blend valuable experiences with useless junk in their lives

Silver that brightly gleam in a lightning flash
Some experiences are like silver, shining bright and brief like a lightning flash

Gold that sunset spill on sky
Other experiences are like gold, beautiful and enduring like a sunset in the sky

Funk make bluebird sing and dove cry
Our music has the power to evoke diverse emotions, from joy to sadness

Sing wild cadence of them old remains
We sing with a raw, passionate voice that honors the old traditions and legacies of our people

About how much liquor flow through my viens
Our songs often talk about the love of drinking and how it runs through our veins

So roll to this slow hypnotic beat
Let yourself be carried away by the slow, mesmerizing beat of our music

Hollow drums flower crushed, rushed and smell sweet
Even the simplest music can have a powerful impact and evoke strong emotions