Lyrics:
a name in these streets
Once they put 52nd in ya name
It's complete
I got you
This one's for the fam
'Kuz behind the wall
Build wit' your bro's
We designed
As I head for Skid Away, make a left up at the light
To the east I'm on the way
Then I hit a slight cut, as I ride over the Truman
Make a left at 52nd
a left up at the light
To the east I'm on the way
Then I hit a slight cut, as I ride over the Truman
Make a left at 52nd, right day by Myers, then I make
that bird to 52nd street.
He played so sweet,
They told us, at the Onyx and at The Famous Door.
But we didn't score, Yardbird was no more.
.
(Jack
Just say "hi, woof, woof"
(Looking? Into? Hung?)
Undetectable poz bottom
Taking loads in the toilet
At Lucky Burger on 52nd Street
Just steps away
I'll return that love
The love that sets me free
Love is a two way street
Coming and going, I will bend at your feet
Cause I know that love is a two
To stay one we representin' for them corners
(This is the return of The Hill, the wait's over)
The street life has turned my niggas to some soldiers
I'm here stuck on 2nd Street
I take the hit, I'll take the fall
With my back against the wall
Don't forget, remember me
'Cause I'm still here stuck
Caesar, sir.
C: (salutes) Hail Caesar.
If it's not done by sunrise, I'll cut your balls off.
B: (very reliefed) Oh thank you sir, thank you sir, hail Caesar
Street, Anson Terrace and Park Lane
I am bound away for to leave you and I'll never see you again
So fare thee well my own true love
When I return united
showing people that it’s cool to rap like this
And I’ll continue to persist with the realness
For there a lot of fake stuff floating around on the streets
Time to introduce and change up the environment
From Miami to Pembroke pines repping till retirement
Raised by parents who grew up poor as hell
Oh, farewell you streets of sorrow
And farewell you streets of pain
I'll not return to feel more sorrow
Nor to see more young men slain
Through
back and watch it burn
Their Screams still sing of your return
Their Screams still sing of your return
Oh
As if on time, when hell breaks loose it's by
catchin' cases
Indeed, it was misery
Driven by my own demons, 'cause they was killin' me
How can I be sure I'll be saved soon?
Catch me dip into
catchin' cases
Indeed, it was misery
Driven by my own demons, 'cause they was killin' me
How can I be sure I'll be saved soon?
Catch me dip into
your man
Somethin' like Kris Parker
My Uzi weigh a ton
Hundred niggas on the track
Then you know I'll be the one
To tell niggas to suck cock
Run and get
gonna head up north
I don't really have a choice
There's only one direction and that is up
So fuck you Florida
I'll see you when I return
I know
sail from land
It's been ten years since I've crossed these shores
Don't know if I'll return
But if I keep my sails and liver wet
My soul ain't gonna
meet again
Down by the Liffey water
I'll bid farewell to Dublin and
Her streets of cobblestones
I'm goin' away to leave you
Me friends and all the girls
And i might just have to return to the spot to free my mind
Friday night on the westside always remind me of summertime
(Its summer time)
Greetings, earthlings, take me to your leader (ooh shit!)
D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., I'll take ya D.E.E.P
You know you fucked up when you let
Poppa
Skated through with the Ceasar Picadas
At high school got head by the lockers
Gassed the baddest girl in the class to show me her knockers
Poppa
Skated through with the Ceasar Picadas
At high school got head by the lockers
Gassed the baddest girl in the class to show me her knockers
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