Streets of Pocatello - Karen Dahlstrom

How can I not be happy all day? I'm from the streets from Africa If you put speakers in my mind I bet it would sound like (whoa whoa whoa!) That's why I smoke smoke smoke Shirt off like I ain't got no clothes Cause where I'm from there ain't no snow So I refrigerate my flow That's how a nigga keep it cold How can I not be happy all day? I'm from the streets from Africa Even if I don't have no money My nigga Tundi buy the bar Back home they call me Oluwa Burna Cause I'm so awesome, you should know Always be on my Speed Darlington You know me, I'm no regular Bangdadadang when I step in the room The ground beneath you shaking up Soon as your wifey seen me and my crew She said you're breaking up 18 karats on my earlobes Make it hard to put on earphones Haters talking, I don't hear though With the game, I'm like Carmello Pull up on girls like hello, whoa whoa I'm Fela Kuti with the hoes Shirt off like I ain't got no clothes Cause where I'm from there ain't no snow So I refrigerate my flow Shout Luciano, that's my bro How can I not be happy all day? I'm from the streets from Africa If you put speakers in my mind I bet it would sound like. How can I not be happy all day? I'm from the streets from Africa How can I not be happy all day? I'm from the streets from Africa How can I not be happy all day? I'm from the streets from Africa Even if I don't have no money My nigga Tundi buy the bar Sitting here rolling up my Backwoods Smiling with diamonds in my mouth Why would you want to fuck my day up? My niggas run up in your house Fucking with me, that's a no-no Couple hot ones you can hold though I pull up like Marco Polo Make all the gyal dem go loco Somebody call the po-po, no! I'm Fela Kuti with the hoes Shirt off like I ain't got no clothes Cause where I'm from there ain't no snow So I refrigerate my flow And I do this with my eyes closed La-la, la-la, la la, la la la La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la La-la, la-la, la la, la la la La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la La-la, la-la, la la, la la la La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la La-la, la-la, la la, la la la La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la (Whoa whoa whoa!) How could I not be happy all day? I'm from the streets from Africa How could I not be happy all day? I'm from the streets from Africa How could I not be happy all day? I'm from the streets from Africa How could I not be happy all day? I'm from the streets from Africa Back home they call me Oluwa Burna Cause I'm so awesome, you should know Back home they call me Oluwa Burna Cause I'm so awesome, you should know How could I not be happy all day? I'm from the streets from Africa How could I not be happy all day? I'm from the streets from Africa

Don't put me in your dreams Don't bet your money on me You're backing a loser if you do I'm just wasting your time On the streets of Galilee If you think you see something in me And there's something that you can believe It's your own illusion that you see You're just lost in the dark On the streets of Galilee So when you wake up in the morning And your sheets are covered in sweat I'm somewhere you don't wanna be I'm in the gutter and the bones Of the streets of Galilee Well, I don't grovel and I don't pander Give a fuck what you say I don't need you, you don't need me I think we both should disappear Onto the streets of Galilee Never to be forgotten on the streets of Galilee