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and bold
And everything he touches
Turns to gold
He's got girls by the score
He's got 'em screaming for more
But when they get too close
He bars the door
He
once told the streets were paved in gold,
Now I know them for what they are.

Hey, hey mama life has a sweeter sound,
For a man who lives his life
upon the seas
And in every bold endeavor
And they fill his churches with their pride and gold
While their faith in him increases
But they've turned
upon the seas
And in every bold endeavor
And they fill his churches with their pride and gold
While their faith in him increases
But they've turned
eyes
In sea breezes they flutter
The coconut tears
Heavy-lidded they shed
Swaying palms at your feet
You're the pride of your street
While you
streets of gold
While others only need
No, you cannot tell me
There is pride in fearing pain
A nation born in a country torn
I know the rightful claim
You get the time

I don’t need the waters to part for me
Or to see those streets of gold
All I really need is just a little more faith
To believe
overcomes the city of El Dorado
Mexican City that's paved of gold
Made sacred by the ancients in days of old
Brown pride, they got it down to a science
This is the street where people live in fear
Of senseless crime and poverty
And the color of your skin decides
If you should pay the penalty
When the cold wind blows
And the sarcasm cuts me again
A young man's pride is torn up
By what he calls friends
And as he gets restless anger fills
Down on the corner of the dead end street
Too many tears and not a drop of relief
It'll shake up your soul it'll tear down your pride
Honey keep
rink, mobs and crews would take minks 
Clean streets, hustlers, crack cocaine 
Gave back by throwin block parties and basketball games 
A lotta cash
screwed, by the system and a stiff one 

mental swollen and your manhood stolen 

wrecked and got dugout for the price of gold 



Chorus
see me walking down the street
And I start to cry, each time we meet
Walk on by, walk on by
Foolish pride
That's all that I have left, so, let me hide
I hang wit pullers of automatic triggers and gold diggers
My mob?s full of go getters go live or die by the cold niggas
Wit drama bringers ear
slapped his punk ass one day in the lunch room
Then, goddamn I seen goddamn Eric's crippled ass
Walking down the street

Talkin? 'bout he need a ride,
the ass, and flex the gold dayton wires
Now I'm down to take a risk
Gettin geeked up off a compact disc
I went hoppin up Crenshaw, niggas hang loose
Lookin
you your paper
Bathrobe on, but the sword's underneath
And he wanna see your blood as it pours in the street
It's the mark of the beast
The meek
on by walk on by
Foolish pride
That's all that I have left, so, let me hide
The pain and the hurt that you gave me
When you said goodbye
You walked
cash for eighty seven
Some did it got paid, some jams were never played
But I am just a poet who watched the whole parade
Go by, and why, cause they
and guns bring funds for the wicked ones

Not being a bum chum living by dumb dumb
Mind never shallow, pride never swallow
Live by the hollow, lead never
on soldier

When you add it all up
The tears and the marrowbone
There's an ounce of gold
And an ounce of pride in each ledger
And the Germans kill
to duck in his house
Keep a trail of bitches, I'm talking three on each side
The head of this to the kid
Walk with black pride
He a monsoon mastermind
Flyer
uungh better yet cleared your mind
Used to stick your chest out son cause I was your father
Gave you pride about your south side cos I was your father
on the streets with gold chains 

Some smoke crack, cocaine, and Jumbo fried 

When they talk mumbo 

How can this be society 

I front the place where