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Blackbird claw, raven wing Under the red sunlight Long clothesline, two shirtsleeves Waving as we go by Hundred years, hundred more Someday we
ricans with fat asses lace dutch masters, we dump ashes, on models and S classes, for you bastards, catch a cab to manhattan, with that broadway actin', u
Laughin not thinkin bout G's, I just blew in her Playin like a King, on sheets of satin Me and Shorty smack in, her crib in Manhattan She had a big ole
the rules in my hood If you touch me you get murked We ain't with that back and forth, it ain't no rap, we hittin' first G-5, we be at LIV by Sunday when
that dial I rock from Manhattan to the Miracle Mile My name's Mike D and I'm the ladie's choice I want to get next to you like Rose Royce Y'all
It was winter in Manhattan Falling snow flakes filled the air The streets were covered with a film of ice But a little simple magic That I heard
It was winter in Manhattan Falling snow flakes filled the air The streets were covered with a film of ice But a little simple magic That I heard
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I When we're alone.
The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gray The glory that was Rome is of another day I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan I'm
so much head it's Drawing out my energy i'm touring now I need enough weed to pass around Somewhere around a half a pound Of that Manhattan brown
"Yo, is this your cat?" "Awww, yes! Where'd you find him at?" "He was stuck in a tree up by uptown Manhattan" "Well, how the hell did you save him? Are
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I When we're alone.
to reality by a toot of a horn Smoke everywhere, oh just what we needed On the way to shop my demo, and the car overheated Feelin real low, low enough to die
Canada They can balance and they can climb Like their fathers before them They'll walk the girders of the Manhattan skyline Shine your light on me Miss
I just, I just live I live day by day, fightin' demons I smoked away my brain, I think I'm goin' dumb Cocaine up on my gums, I think they're
Listen homes, everything glisten homes Yeah my gun and my rims both sit on chrome You move your weight in the car, I move weight by the carload I dropped
Mixtapes by wack DJs adds doo doo play I'm on the turnpike, the city drifting down the highway Like a mirage, the style there is all illusion On videos
and dangerous That you endanger us I see purple skies The tiles are crocked The wall's are dusty And i Go into The summer All by my self I go into The summer Not
of the World The Blackbirds Are Rough Today A Word on the Quick and Modern Poem Makers Seahorse i Have Lived in England Farewell, Foolish Objects A Report Upon
When I looked at the creator I was impressed by the indifference Moving rocks and trees all the things That I could have ever think about Here I
An old violin never sounded so sweet As the one played by old Carey's daughter Had an eye on that girl, but a rival was there Who went by the name
heart’s in the bosom of lovely Mary. As Lily and Mary rove by yon shady bower, Where Lily and Mary spent many the hour, The blackbirds and thrushes sung
The flavor and the bite Of raw blackbird, cold and bitter Served on a platter plated in glittering gold Repentance is a luxury Reserved for richer blood
spend my whole life counting 'Cause truthfully nothing is too late to fix, be the Blackbird on the White Album And if I have so much to say, then why
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