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and mumbles and sometimes screams. he wears a coat made of burlap sacks and sits in parking lots, never asking anyone for anything. he's the old black guy with
The kid down the street mowes the grass every week
The neighbor next door fixed the roof where it leaked
Job's going fine and the bills are all paid
The kid down the street mowes the grass every week 
The neighbor next door fixed the roof where it leaked 
Job's going fine and the bills are all
Each day you've got someone new
A new heart to break
And leave feeling blue

For you're a handsome guy
Girls just can't pass you by
But I can,
just over that hill 
There's a little log house by a spring fed creek 
Where the blue bells grow so thick you wouldn't believe
And he said it would be
Each day you've got someone new
A new heart to break
And leave feeling blue

For you're a handsome guy
Girls just can't pass you by
But I can,
jive about things you wrote before I's alive
'Cause this ain't 1823 -- ain't even 1970
Now I'm the guy named Kurtis Blow and Christmas is one thing I
tonight it's their loss
Payback time, boy, life's the cost
Gauges out the window, one lay cross the roof
They all die if them suckers ain't bullet proof
I'm
As the sun goes down on the arizona plain
and the wind whistles by like a runaway train
hey hey hey it's a beautiful thing
well it's me and you
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh

Now as the record spins around, you recognize this sound,
a fool

You stole my heart and left me blue
It looks like crime pays for you
You do it and you get away
It seems like crime pays
He was the kind of guy who loved so unselfishly
And everyone could see what a prize he was
Everyone but me
I must be blind
I must be the kind who
don't know my face
She was no Hattie Carroll it was cold, it was blue
And it only happened despite me or you
Me or you, me or you

Smoking paper
Hello hi tell your guy, don't pedal by metal fly
You got kids to live for, you better take your tail inside
Catch my enemy while they sleeping, give 'em
let it fool you into thinkin you down care

Lay down your head and fly
I'll quietly pass you by
You won't even see me go

If I thought about it
for his scratch or his shoes
It's life in the county and the county gives plenty blues
One point for the black guys
They rolled him up, swelled
Have you ever stopped and listened at the way that a city sheds its tears
At the streams of the junky who needs nothing more than just a needle by
I
the mask you thought was Batman is Bill Clinton
Who soon retire, the roof is on fire
Connie Chung brung the bomb as it comes from Oklahoma
Things are getting
As the sun goes down on the arizona plain
and the wind whistles by like a runaway train
hey hey hey it's a beautiful thing
well it's me and you
watch her jump in with two feet
Blue heat don't know how to swim through the limbs
Everyone huggin' her, tuggin' her
Ride on the merry-go-round of four
walked right by your side 
So many times I've been a superfly 
But I am not your candy coated crazy little guy 

I'll be the martyr to your cause
fools want up in my shoes
But after fucking with me
They're givin' up rap, and they're singin' the blues
Me and DJ Train dropping bombs like a P2
So
Skirt chasing every night
Sniffing 'round like some ol' hound
Like all you other guys
Until from out of nowhere
She took me by the hand
I found what I'd
Breaking aces half in two
Some guys in scarlet
Singing further down in the blues

Eyes on the sidewalk
They're ancient angry flashing true
Baby, it's
Welcome to the Blue-ah-Print-ah Tre piece Jay-Z your tutor
Toota of my own horn Beep beep move-ya
Ras clot when rude boy come through with the roof off