Letras
Walking down the street, number one crop
Hated by the yuppies, hated by the cops
But it don't matter to me
Cuz they will never know what it means to live free
Up in the streets of the 530
Always at the park and always at the show
Always on the road and always with the boys
Always wearin' boots and always making noise
Number one crop
Boss don't need me so I'm off the clock
Number one crop
And I ain't stopping till I reach the top
Got no money but the livings great
Where I reside in the north of the state
People talk shit, people take sides
But there never gonna take away my North State pride
Still I gotta get out, gotta get paid
Gotta find the means to break away
But I got something they can never kill
I got the voice, I got the will I said
Number one crop
Boss don't need me so I'm off the clock
Number one crop
And I ain't stopping till I reach the top
Number one crop
Boss don't need me so I'm off the clock
Number one crop
And I ain't stopping till I reach the top
Reach the top
Reach, reach
Reach the top
Boot boy
And I'm on the streets again
Boot boy
And I gotta find my way home, my way home
Boot boy
Got a dream inside my head
Boot boy
And I never walk alone
Walking down the street, number one crop