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They're in New York and Boston now
They should be home here farming
My own true love has sailed away
To be an endless rover
'Cause times are tough

We put in work, we bit it all off 
Metro New York helluva lot bout it
Dance with your arms out I know that I love you
Transplant from golden, I want

On our way to Twenty Seven
Got a place on the other side of London
Doing better, doing better
And I know you left a part of you
In New York under

I lied for sex
Hit the bong and leave it by the bed
She doin' what I tell her like it's Simon says
I love it when an ex say it's mine again
Pussy so

Back in N.Y.C.

Jeff Buckley

Sketches for My Sweetheart the Drunk

1998

I see faces and traces of home
Back in New York City

So you think I'm a tough kid?
Is that what you heard?
Yeah, well, I like to see some

by my timing, the games all mine

My business acumen, like right now
I'm getting organised in these moments
These rhymes potent
I think we were chosen

everything including the
Möet in the cup brooklyn, New York
(Legend) , pledging allegiance
Clowns that get out of bounds
And don't follow procedures

Ayo, you

Thought @ Work

The Roots

Phrenology

2002

like the sovereign
Girls get your eyes back up out the sockets
Focus, flawless, New York to Europe
To lands where my feet ain't even touch the soil yet

on capitals like the sovereign
Girls get your eyes back up out the sockets
Focus, flawless, New York to Europe
To lands where my feet ain't even touch

in
A dark Australian jail
They struck a blow for freedom and
For New York town set sail

On the seventeenth of April in
The year of 'eighty-three

Square
Can we make this last
I just want to know where your mind is at
In New York City
This is where I want to be
All the sights we get to see
I live for

square
Can we make this last
I just want to know where your mind is at
In New York City
This is where I want to be
Just look at the sights we get to see
I

Let's get high on some pink champagne
Let's run away on a New York train
Honesty hurts when there's ice in your veins
I thought you were the one that

heart, no it's in my heart (I'm on my way)
Oh what did we do when we was 20?
Probably being wrong about the right things
I'll meet you all by the seaside

of those from David's line
The melancholy chords come not by accident
But by the muses in my veins
The muses in my pains
The answer is art
The answer is art

in the block holding
If you see me rolling by
Remember that you don't know me (you don't know me)

If you see me in the streets rolling
If you see me

out to my dukes, gave birth to a menace
Heart breaker
Lean dranker
Out in Vegas, blacked out like a Raider
Pour a four in this Blue Razz Faygo
CM in

Yeah yeah yeah
No I ain't from the south, bitch I'm from New York
Get cold in the wintertime, chills when I walk
Muh'fuckers wanna give me time, only

regret later by mistake this is why I love my life story

London Paris New York Baby
I'm coming Baby
I'm coming my bitch

I hearing voice capture inside

another
She's in my arms, you're on my mind
Keeping me up late at night
You can stop pretending that you're fine cos I'm still thinking bout you on New York

that we regret later by mistake this is why I love my forefathers

London Paris New York Baby
I'm coming Baby
I'm coming my beach

I hearing voice

a tourist
Guide walk along and take my hand
Welcome to the make up of new paths
Fast fix ‘em direct another face value and
Put it to fruition
By the way

Da B Side

Da Brat

Bad Boys

1995

lighters
We be the rhyme writers
Starters ... from the heart of College Park,
New York, Chicago ... wherever you wanna go

the obstacles 

Who can stop me tho

Shorty call me papi yo

I’m the king of NEw York

The rest are just copies tho

Spanish shorty say how fast do the lambo go