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the eye
52nd enterprise, marchin' in these chucks like they boots
Money make a pussy get the juice
Money make the copper give a pass
Money make me cop
stayed at 52nd street so that's what all these niggas thought
Cause they was from hilltop, where niggas pill pop
So I'm pulling up to the chill spot with
my love out of the streets
And with all of your heart you're gonna try to keep my honest
Tell me why you love me baby, tell me why
Yeah when you
of charge, just one more chance 

I walk the streets of love and they're full of tears 
I walk the streets of love for a thousand years 

Oh tell me now
connection

One way street
Moving in the wrong direction
It's a, one way street
Someone on my line, never gotta a bad connection

Surrender by voices, I don't
with tension oh, the glory of a working day is glory only to the bossman TIME WILL TELL IF TIME IS STANDING BY MY SIDE AND LIFE WILL BLINK ITS EYES AS I
Ten years in the jailer's eye
An' I'm thinkin' 'bout my baby
Looking at my life go by
Falling in the streets I'm broke
An' I'm laughing
the night
Tomorrow morning they'll exaggerate and tell me varied lies

If they only knew what I have seen and what I have been through
The truth is
Ten years in the jailer's eye
An' I'm thinkin' 'bout my baby
Looking at my life go by
Falling in the streets I'm broke
An' I'm laughing
shone before
To tell the truth, lights don't shine at all
In our town

Sun comes up each morning, just like it's always done
Get up, go to work,
Violence in the streets
Violence everywhere
When shall you die?

Heaven or hell
Time shall tell

Everything's controlled
Except for the violence
the streets for a soul committee
Talkin' ideas on lust and pity
The fables I've found have no place at home

Well, I need you to want me
To hold me, to tell me
don't ask me how I know
I've just been up that street
And all the people living there
Have been silenced by their own lies

A man's a man who looks
all alone

Lonely women of the world
We're the happy girls
Lonely heroes of the world 
Seek the happy girls

To tell the truth there's no end in
Striking at mental apparitions 
Like a drunk on a vacant street 
Silently beset by the hands of time 
And elegant in its fury 
An aberrant crack
connection

One way street
Moving in the wrong direction
It's a, one way street
Someone on my line, never gotta a bad connection

Surrender by voices, I don't
Your so high
You see the truth and I'm still on the ground pretending I
And how could I have ever passed you by
'Cause I'm still on the ground pretending
that's what their screamin'
Freedom of the soul
Pass it on, pass it on, to the young and the old
You gotta tell the truth and the truth yeah
They're
that's what their screamin'
Freedom of the soul
Pass it on, pass it on, to the young and the old
You gotta tell the truth and the truth yeah
They're
to hold me, to tell me the truth
Say I need you, to want me, to hold me, to tell me the truth, yeah
Ain't no party in a sad sad city. 
Ain't no party in
hands, bow my head
I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red
They tell me that there's more to life than just what I can see
Oh I believe
for life -
That kind of truth you can't crack with a knife.
Smoke from the wood fire, unholy spires,
And can you surmise from which well you have
don't ask me how I know
I've just been up that street
And all the people living there
Have been silenced by their own lies

A man's a man who looks
that's what their screamin'
Freedom of the soul
Pass it on, pass it on, to the young and the old
You gotta tell the truth and the truth yeah
They're
me, I've been running
Running blind in truth
I'ma rain, I'ma rain on this bitter love
Tell the sweet I'm new

I'm telling these tears, go and fall