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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
I'm gonna walk these streets of cold concrete
Like I'm a ghost searching for its grave
Then I'll dwell by the edge of this man made lake
And descend
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
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
me that she loved me when the moon was on the waters
And I promised I'd return to her some day

[Chorus]

Oh, I want to walk your hilly streets
I'll lock myself away
And not face one more day
On the streets of this town
And all I've got to lose
Is a feelin' called the blues
And a little
If I ruled the earth I'd sail ships over seas till sundown.
Then I'd return in dark to walk these streets alone.

By day I hear the serpents calling
If you want to say goodbye, I'll wait for your reply
(And) when you're walkin' down the street, you'll know the reason why
If you call me
of me

Walk the city lonely
Memories that haunt are passing by
A murderer walks your street tonight
Forgive me for my crimes, don't forget that I was so
In my yellow jersey, I went out on the nick.
South Street Romford, shopping arcade
Got a Razzle magazine, I never paid
Inside my jacket and away
By morning I'll be gone
The highway will welcome me
To her warmth
Let her arms lay down their guides
Let her lead me into the sun

I will go softly
I
Fed up with my destiny
And this place of no return
Think I'll take another day
And slowly watch it burn
It doesn't really matter how the time
believing some day you'll return
To the streets of New York from my tower of song
I come down to work where the common folk throng
In my famous blue shirt
The year is 2000. All the real motherfuckers left 

PMD  Def Squad & Hit Squad and the virus 

I'll tell you who I be (check it) 

Erick
Pickin' up the pieces, nephews and nieces
Chocolate in a peanut butter cup, called Reese's
Took a little break, for goodness sake
Gotta chill, get ill
a dance that never dies
That's put inside within yo' TV Guide
A movement of the body that can't be beat
It's like done by the creatures on Sesame Street
straight-jacket.
Just like 22nd Street,
They got me by my neck and feet.
Pressures building, can't take more.
My headaches charge, earaches roar.
In this pain
In a trap, feel a strap
Holding still. Pinned for kill.
Chances narrow that I'll make it,
In the cushioned straight-jacket.
Just like 22nd Street
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
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
molest no shorty still in all, I'm dangerous
Mentally you can't talk to me, hear me, or see me
You're not equipped
From, street blocks to cell blocks my
through my veins
I'll know my king by a histography of his brain
Any fool with a head can wear a crown

Things are going to happen, that you never
Street,
They got me by my neck and feet.
Pressures building, can't take more.
My headaches charge, earaches roar.
In this pain
Get me out of this pain.
stressed, fiendin just to hold some heat
I guess it came from all the stories that he heard in the street
I can't explain it, its ill how we used to feel
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