The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Down on the next street, neighbors got the recipe
Eating over every night
Everything that stress me, stuck inside my head please
Try to get it off my mind
High off all the memories, twist open the can of beans
Gimme space I just need five
That shit is my pet peeve, nobody should test me
I think that you out of time
I think I'm outta the time but shit, I need no apologies
I got so much entitlement, that don't make me an optimist
I just know deep inside, my success is astonishing
Everybody, anyway, the stress make me violent
Wishing well for my penning pals, chopping up vitamins
Tryna prescribe the pain instead of getting inside of it
Never on my shy shit, even when it's frightening
Trauma in the scenes on the back of my eyelids
Searching for the green, I ain't going to Ireland
Even if I was, I'd still be flying economy
Feel the shit you can't see, UV, ultraviolet
You couldn't outrap me even when I'm my quietest
See who ain't accepting, my feet about to step on
These scary armadas and fleets, I'm facing head on
Beats is what I fed on, still, I got directions
Please, protect my neighbors I'm told, before I set off to go
Down on the next street, neighbors got the recipe
Eating over every night
Everything that stress me, stuck inside my head please
Try to get it off my mind
High off all the memories, twist open the can of beans
Gimme space I just need five
That shit is my pet peeve, nobody should test me
I think that you out of time
I do this for the widows in black, it's for the kids who don't rap
It's for my brother, in fact, it's for my sisters, in fact
It's so my mother can be, spending her summers in peace
The dark colors in me, it's for the lover in me
I wrote this on a mountain in another space
In another life, I had a different mind, wore a different face
Hamid's Journey, he walk like a giant, head above the clouds
Dreams fill every bin, boxes don't pin me down
This is magic we're making, David Blaine, hocus pocus shit
Levitate over the dense artists they ain't really floating
All this fucking boasting bullshit, I don't do promotion
Write a magnum opus today, then switch to different focus
My eyes choose bigger pictures, hoes pick and choose
You were in the third floor dorm, wearing your dancing shoes
I keep little planets in my palms just to give to you
You would sing me songs life turned into an interlude
Fifty up, fifty up, one foot on the dash
We got big plans, you been pushing me to chase the cash
Put my city on, city on, we come from a little place
In another life we'd still be cruising down the interstate
Giddy up, giddy up, look out, we red riding
The hood's got wolves in sheeps clothing
Frightened, I stood outside my woods, refuse to speak on it
Good, the only ones who know live next door and
Down on the next street, neighbors got the recipe
Eating over every night
Everything that stress me, stuck inside my head please
Try to get it off my mind
High off all the memories, twist open the can of beans
Gimme space I just need five
That shit is my pet peeve, nobody should test me
I think that you out of time
Out of time
Every night
Out of time
Eating over every night
Everything that stress me, stuck inside my head please
Try to get it off my mind
High off all the memories, twist open the can of beans
Gimme space I just need five
That shit is my pet peeve, nobody should test me
I think that you out of time
I think I'm outta the time but shit, I need no apologies
I got so much entitlement, that don't make me an optimist
I just know deep inside, my success is astonishing
Everybody, anyway, the stress make me violent
Wishing well for my penning pals, chopping up vitamins
Tryna prescribe the pain instead of getting inside of it
Never on my shy shit, even when it's frightening
Trauma in the scenes on the back of my eyelids
Searching for the green, I ain't going to Ireland
Even if I was, I'd still be flying economy
Feel the shit you can't see, UV, ultraviolet
You couldn't outrap me even when I'm my quietest
See who ain't accepting, my feet about to step on
These scary armadas and fleets, I'm facing head on
Beats is what I fed on, still, I got directions
Please, protect my neighbors I'm told, before I set off to go
Down on the next street, neighbors got the recipe
Eating over every night
Everything that stress me, stuck inside my head please
Try to get it off my mind
High off all the memories, twist open the can of beans
Gimme space I just need five
That shit is my pet peeve, nobody should test me
I think that you out of time
I do this for the widows in black, it's for the kids who don't rap
It's for my brother, in fact, it's for my sisters, in fact
It's so my mother can be, spending her summers in peace
The dark colors in me, it's for the lover in me
I wrote this on a mountain in another space
In another life, I had a different mind, wore a different face
Hamid's Journey, he walk like a giant, head above the clouds
Dreams fill every bin, boxes don't pin me down
This is magic we're making, David Blaine, hocus pocus shit
Levitate over the dense artists they ain't really floating
All this fucking boasting bullshit, I don't do promotion
Write a magnum opus today, then switch to different focus
My eyes choose bigger pictures, hoes pick and choose
You were in the third floor dorm, wearing your dancing shoes
I keep little planets in my palms just to give to you
You would sing me songs life turned into an interlude
Fifty up, fifty up, one foot on the dash
We got big plans, you been pushing me to chase the cash
Put my city on, city on, we come from a little place
In another life we'd still be cruising down the interstate
Giddy up, giddy up, look out, we red riding
The hood's got wolves in sheeps clothing
Frightened, I stood outside my woods, refuse to speak on it
Good, the only ones who know live next door and
Down on the next street, neighbors got the recipe
Eating over every night
Everything that stress me, stuck inside my head please
Try to get it off my mind
High off all the memories, twist open the can of beans
Gimme space I just need five
That shit is my pet peeve, nobody should test me
I think that you out of time
Out of time
Every night
Out of time
Lyrics submitted by raisedonradio1109
The Next Street Lyrics as written by Aamir Mohammed
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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