[Ives] I wanna be remembered as a boulevard star Life of ink in flesh and mind scars Everyday I walk shadowed by cell bars Hustle is hand to mouth and chance cards Eveything move all around the street sound Ba** drop makin you nod so freak now >From L.A. Downtown to Boogie Down Hey love I gotta lotta what they not to freak sounds Those two bit who love to talk sh** dont even f**k with I'm too lit you ain't really sh** and drive a bucket Your dog got no bark valas is wet with no spark In fact for the most part Chale hook start... Chorus 2X This is for all y'all in memory of Everytime you bump rola while you puff bud Say 'holmes that's the dove' and I'll feel the love That a boulevard star think of [Kemo] El callejero, el twin, el pistolero Estoy vijilando y cruisin con el fierro Ha-Ha! oye whatcha the boulevard gottcha Chueco fresa cualkiera que mancha Boulevard star lingo the street sound Gather round bring a pound for the hounds Nocturnal light shine grounded on street level Bule bule hard to find like a plant with four pedals Watch the tranzas the hottas trampas Known to strangle mic y tumbo casas Legendary rolas for vatos and cholas Secondary status for haters and skonkas Chorus [Ives] I'll be remembered in the hearts of riders West and East siders Known to take nug pack bowl and light lighta Ready to bid love peace and all's well Puttin words to a ba**line knowin the spell Some mix a world treasures and worthless trash Silver that brightly gleam in a lightning flash Gold that sunset spill on sky Funk make bluebird sing and dove cry Sing wild cadence of them old remains About how much liquor flow through my viens So roll to this slow hypnotic beat Hollow drums flower crushed, rushed and smell sweet Chorus