paroles de chanson The Deuce - Kurtis Blow

You got fakes and losers, cops and boozers
Pushers on the run
Pimps and junkies, kids with monkies
And lots of dirty fun

Days are hazy, nights are crazy
Hustles never end
There's lots of folks with lots of jokes
But try to find a friend

You want advice about paradise
Then let me introduce
The cast and crew that waits for you
On the street they call The Deuce
Check it out!

In this world I know a girl
Who looks as sweet as spice
And when it's late, you can have a date
But you'll have to pay the price

I know a bigtime gambler, a heavy scrumbler
Never bet less than a G
He's got a lot of breed, but hear what I said
It all came from you and me

There's a kid crusader playin' space invader
Down in the old arcade
Don't go to school, he's much too cool
Though he's kind of underpaid

The guys in suits and the girls in boots
Got a lot of lies to tell
They don't fear the Lord, they get no reward
And they spend their time in Hell
Check it out!

Everyday the politicians say
They're gonna tear the whole thing down
But wait a couple years and check your eyes and ears
The Deuce will still be around

Joints and bags and tips on nags
Are easy things to find
They tip the scales with fairy-tales
And slowly blow your mind

If you desire to feel the fire
That's burnin' on the block
Then take a trip down to the strip
But be prepared for shock

'Cause if you're shakey or even flakey
Hear me when I say
When you're on The Deuce, you got to be loose
Or you might be get blown away