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By the time you recite this song
I hope I won't be empty
By the time I right my wrongs
Hope they don't find me guilty
Cause you can be in Vogue
Crowded streets all cleared away
One by one
Hollow heroes separate
As they run
You're so cold
Keep your hand in mine
Wise men wonder while
noticed was - pure music
Untampered with by things showbiz does older
Thugs showed us stuff
Like how to hold a plug
Juice from the street light
It almost
That can go to the projects (School Street, Home of the Brave)
By his f-in' self and be good (good)
Yeah, ask n- on my projects (yo, Y.O.)
When
walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me
And I walk alone
I walk this empty street
across the street
Hoodies come in all flavors, all black if you think you're sweet
Arab sellin' grenades by the box, you'll get it cheap
Schoolin'
Rolling no destination just whipping n bendin blocks
Passing by pops I gotta taurus he gotta glock
Covic 19 running rampant so da streets empty
you Nigga go and get your mask on
Mask on like Michael got me feeling like a psycho
Walking up the street dead with a laser and a rifle
Gonna pull out
the street by the store full of cheap buys
Gangs of kidz playing on courts smashing glass and generally making the place look a mess
Kidz on skateboards
on the street
If your next meal can't come from within the letters of law
If your fridge empty your daughter ain't got nothing to eat
12 gunnin' for your life too
nigga tryna run up an M
Raised by the cold, I'm a G till the end
Got my soul to the streets more reece
I'm the realest thing that ever
Came out my street
This how we moving lil nigga
My pockets was empty I told my bitch I had to go
This how we moving lil nigga
I had to get it I couldn't stand that I
Sometimes I sit and think who really with me
Ain't got no problem being alone I'm going strong
I bust that drac until it's empty
I swear this shit in
Meet me by the water’s edge
Next to the Carroll Street Bridge
And show me some photographs
I’d like to know where you’ve been
I’ve been right here
forever. But why am
I so sick of being alone?
Passing by empty streets,
You'll hear me. I sing like a broken glass.
Don't hurry to leave me. Stay here.
Bitch by my side
Gun loaded she wanna ride
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
She Feeling me I wonder why
I've walked the street a thousand times
I've passed by your house I've seen the signs
A fence that frames all your property
I live so close but I
single day, believe me
DaysThis time tomorrow where will we be
On a spaceship somewhere sailing across an empty sea
This time tomorrow what will we
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
It go Murda on the beats, boy
It go Murda on the beats, boy
Yeah it's murder on these streets, boy
Murdered the pussy, I'm a beast boy
And you
is empty miss me
I'ma run it up by my lonely only me
So who gon hold me down like me
You wish you know me
Aint nobody here when I fall
Come
em
Empty the clip reload & keep popping salute me
I have em circle ya crib in a Hoopty or get stomped out by Mongo ,black or Bookie
cllahu ckbar I'm
My number one chick on my back like skin it’s just
Wait til we ride by empty the clip a bit
I’m so Rebel...I’ll fist fight the devil
A Black Man
a city, kinda chili
That’ll usher you to the streets
Pardon my interruption
Pardon my pain
Kush clouds, and an umbrella
Just to put part in the rain
Dig in
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