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of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
Thought I was all bark? Under dog got a bite,
Greatest flaws now set me a part from the other guys,
All my people in sight, walk with me through the night,
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
a level of sanity?
By my faith in God, by my faith in the game
And by my faith in "all good things come to those that stay true"
Right
You know what
tight cos
Its for me and all my friends
Cos they been here from the start
And we'll be riding til the end
I trusted people who's true
Intentions were evil
Bouncin' out the ballet, with all these tats' on my face
People looking like, "hey!", black nigga' stay in your place
But it's some shit they gon' think,
me
Ain't furious
Them people there to stalk all around me
Too curious
Been tryna get up on my sack,
I don't trust nobody round, wanna stab me inna
you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman, yes I have
She looked like
shit, I ain't on nobody's dick
I remember when BET wasn't shit!
After a certain time on that channel, owned by white people
Fuck why'all night people
money's refundable
But there's always something rewarding about every Cee-Lo Green Recording 'cause even after all your expenses
People still aspire
yes, it's my Black ass
Yes it's people in the LGBTQIA+ community
Yes, it's white people
Yes it's poor people
It's houseless people
It's all of us
Because
by my hands
I know every inch where my body melts
I don't need to fake it
Tonight I'll do a solo, solo
Solo, lo-lo-lo
Solo-lo, solo-lo, solo
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
Man I'm just trying to find
My way in, I'm waiting
I'll just be on my mind
Yeah I'm one of a kind
I always grind
When the struggle comes by
Man I'm
Once upon a time in the projects, yo
I'm at a cee lo game and my dice hit 4
That nigga rolled a 3 but I ain't get my dough
My hammer got a red light
kind of exciting
Truth. We got this though, yo! You're one of the most talented people I know
Thanks bro, and same goes for you
Thanks. We'll be fine out
a marriage
Oh my god I'm kind of happy that we went our separate ways
Wait
Oh My Gosh
You got something to say, like wait
Wait till I get all the money
And I'm
close
Cuz' we shooting shots like freethrows
Money coming three ways like Cee Lo (three)
I can, I can, I can
I will, I am gon' count out them bands
Yeah Flipmode Squad
Yeah their ain't nothing iller
Busta Rhymes got another killer
Niggas be getting all in playing Cee Lo
We be getting money
trip a referee (come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from (come on, come on)
In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made
the Lincoln tunnel
I refuse to limit my game to one hustle
I don't only sling crack or let the cards shuffle
I know how to play cee-lo set it off like cleo
the president call
You built a foundation, you never could fall (for real), yeah
Feel like Big Gipp, Rico (GIP, whoa)
Andre, Big Boi, Sleepy, Cee-Lo (ay, hey,
that green
And I ain't even Cee-Lo
Drop it low for the hoes in the back
Hit it high for the woes in the cracks
I'm the mack
Best believe Imma stay here
not hard to see why
My father might be one of the
Most influential councillors in our city
But my mother is the voice of the people
The editor
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