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Softly the crystals falling on 17th Street do their dance and die and are
gone Millions of crystal balls roll around your feet and nothing gets done
through some real, real, gangstas
Out the why 17

Holly Grove solja, can't stop the 17th
Real, real niggas, they be chillen' off Eagle Street
Holly Grove
The earthquake hit at6 19 with a jolt
People went running for the doorways
And for the next half minute it shook
Up on the 17th floor
I'm a man
So I have to have some born sense
To be a provider
No Limit rider
When they hollar
17th survior
Bout my dollars
Fuck the pride
I done got me
17th streets of the G I survive that
To the hood niggas go to school do right
This shit I'm doing, nigga you could do life
Before I pick the mic I
You always loved the colors and the details, so here's mine: I snuck out down a dark 17th Street late last night. I took my little orange book lamp
thing, ya understand
We be steaming, blazing, nines pumped in caves and
Hollygrove 17th, the hood where I was raised in
Niggas busting heads and, running
thing, ya understand
We be steaming, blazing, nines pumped in caves and
Hollygrove 17th, the hood where I was raised in
Niggas busting heads and, running
He's a groovy swinging guy
With the rock and roll banjo band

I got a sweet little guy
Who lives down the street
But nobody knows his name
He's a groovy swinging guy
With the rock and roll banjo band

I got a sweet little guy
Who lives down the street
But nobody knows his name
think you're lucky
Loves a two way street, you got hit by the bus
Don't break your heart or you'll end up like us

So you got dumped
Don't feel
smart 
The awful truth is awful sad 
I must admit I was awful bad 

And I walk the streets of love and they're drenched with tears 
And I walk
where and by chance someone I'd need
Someone who feel the way I do and knows just what false love can do

Perhaps upon that Lonely Street there's
I'm looking for that Lonely Street
I've got a sad, sad tale to tell
I need a place to go and weep
Where's this place called Lonely Street
(As performed by George Jones) 
I'm lookin' for that Lonely Street
I've got a sad, sad tale to tell
I need a place to go and weep
Where's this
kinda hard to get by
When you're so nervous and shy
You're just a loner heading out with the crowd
Looking for a love that could take you down with his
a dream
Yet you've fallen in love with the picture on the wall
The sad part is that the picture is not of me

That cold December day, they took her man
Been gettin' tired of my motor runnin'
Feelin' over heated 'cause my life keeps comin'
My hearts been troubled by the speed of love

Searchin'
stage
To see some ego tripping rock 'n' roll band

Over by the corner now she stands
Cornered by the angels of her many plans

[Chorus:]
Love is
stage
To see some ego tripping rock 'n' roll band

Over by the corner now she stands
Cornered by the angels of her many plans

Chorus 

Love is
on
The one you found when you were gone
The one that has those sad, sad songs
And makes you sing out loud

We could start a basement band
Guitar hooks
of sleep
The gondoliers go by
But when I try to weep
I find my tears are dry

How sad Venise can be
When mist is in your eyes
And you can hardly see
Shannon tide
For he fell beneath a Northern sky brave Hanlon by his side
They have gone to join that gallant band
Of Plunkett, Pearse and Tone
A martyr
help along the way
Let's not take it for granted
By letting it all slip away

When bands of gold and diamonds
Finally lose their shine
And all
played by a soldier's grave
So sad it torments your soul
Just listen to that north wind moan
Tonight it's so dark and cold.

Somewhere a siren cuts