Canal Street

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I threw off my dollar cuffs, you know what I mean
Got a bread crust, I don't need that cream
Got a fat beat, it is no cream it is pure butter
Perfect fusion, I fed up: gotta fix them, click the button

Crooked countries, crooked minds, underline what you prefer
I prefer to get a slice, not just get it more and more
You decide how much you want, 10 grands or 10 billions
Are you happy, are you not? Seeing smiles or seeing brilliants

Come with me to the west by Canal, see how we confused ourselves
It’s no gold it’s ferrous metal, if you feel so get that wealth
Basically I don’t see no difference, branded rags or faked rags
Concrete shops and you can be friends, what about happiness

We are the water that flows by Canal from the pond
Abdula, the choice is made, but didn’t you take too much?
You got it I noted, watch out, customs get all you want
And seeing a garden would be great; only swamp is what you watch

This is sorrow, this is so dark, and last ray of sunlight left
I could be a star, I could be a spark, unless it’s so painful to know humans in-depth
You know the pride is sin; I keep seeing those who proud
I'll step down and lose myself in the Canal Street underground

All I hear is f-words and n-words, is it a curse or power?
All I want is hearing where it goes; we came here. Right. Now where?
Canal street is Pandora’s box, I call it box of lost and found
I tried staying on the street, but drowned in underground

The route is long and it got twisted. This is the mood of floating eagle
Bird in the cage as they said. This stop is Bermuda Triangle
I’d come with my philosophy, but I have only my logic
All I see is a lot of greed, think no stacks but think in budget

Don’t influence suck the last stash and call it social work?
Efficient selling, efficient waste go along till’ you broke
I mean if celebs wanted to help, they wouldn’t sneak in your pocket
Entertainment for themselves, all the charity they don’t like it

They are coming to rescue to save your soul, but who will save them drowning?
Here the riddle that to be solved - pretending good evil, such an irony
Those who pretend to be good they dangerous, even worse than sincere evil
Catch’em in the action what their nature is, here is way out see it well

You see the way out - good for you, but I’m switching a line to line
So many paths, I wish would be few, I know how it works, I’m not a blind
Look at the signs they never work. I have to keep walking walking
Right, straight up, and down being in dark, the J was leaving, I broke in

I threw off my dollar cuffs, you know what I mean
Got a bread crust, I don't need that cream
Got a fat beat, it is no cream it is pure butter
Perfect fusion, I fed up: gotta fix them, click the button

This is sorrow, this is so dark, and last ray of sunlight left
I could be a star, I could be a spark, unless it’s so painful to know humans in-depth
You know the pride is sin; I keep seeing those who proud
I will step down and lose myself in the Canal Street underground

All I hear is f-words and n-words, is it a curse or power?
All I want is hearing where it goes; we came here. Right. now where?
Canal street is Pandora’s box, I call it box of lost and found
I tried staying on the street, but drowned in underground

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