Lyrics:
remember all that we've been through
But when I see you this all feels like new
If just for a little while
You were by me when I didn't want to sleep
It's closing time
And all the lights are fading out
A parade has passed
And you were already gone
We're just a quiet explosion in
A situation that
The streets are leading me around
The jingle-jangle sounds
From recordstores to open doors
Parades on the boulevards
The avenues and, quite bizarre
is a stranger
You recognize each face
Lured by the big city lights
It's hard to keep ‘em down
It's the same thing every day
I watch all the pretty
who plays
As long as the game is on.
My sister and her boyfriend slept in the park.
She had to leave home 'cause he was dark.
Now they parade
somebody's boy
Is learning a dangerous trade
In some other town, somebody's girl
Is joining the red-light parade
We contemplate the business day
We
I don't wanna stay
On these frozen grounds
So baby, take me away
I'm higher bound
This block has been overthrown
By dogs eating up our homes
Cold
The murder parade is back again
Filled with hate and shining eyes
Time for some action and killing pain
Beware of the squad before you die
Caught up in a ticker-tape parade.
I have learned to stand up and just to walk away,
Sometimes the cold hearts aren't worth the love or the hate.
Learn
I'm a man not judged by what I got
If rap games like a sport
Who the hell cares what I bought?
This is Chuck, here to snatch up and bag up
Ignorance no
and I probably need a parade
All the soldiers with me, this shit like green beret
So legendary, I'ma probably need a day (June 29th)
Forgot I already
Frightened by the tone of a phone in the dead of night
Then staring into darkness and praying till the morning light
The price already paid
A son
She can tell by the car, double R on the plate
Rolls Royce over those Black Market bumping in the Wraith
Rich nigga with poor taste, starve while
Summer was meant for a hay ride
Fall was meant for stroll
Spring was made for an Easter parade
But winter, winter, winter
What a night
What
to Slygoville, coffin runnin' around,
Upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown
I wanna know who (is Mr Brown)?
Is Mr Brown controlled by
runnin' around,
Upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown
I want to know who (is Mr Brown)?
Is Mr Brown controlled by remote?
Oh,
runnin' around,
Upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown.
I wanna know who is Mr Brown?
Is Mr Brown controlled by remote?
Oh,
controlled by remote?
Oh, Calling duppy conqueror
I'm the ghost catcher
This is your chance, oh big, big Bill bull-bucka
Take your chance, prove yourself,
runnin' around,
Upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown.
I wanna know who is Mr Brown?
Is Mr Brown controlled by remote?
Oh,
the hobo?s gather
Heard their banjo?s brace the blade
Heard them sing about the river
Called it the lazy man?s parade
Sing me that song about the river
Green
swallowed alive by the freeway
Turned into an ant on parade
He bravely drove off that beast
Aimed his car back to the east
Why be a snack at home?
I'm
I saw the world through my window
I saw the world on parade
With all of its beauty and all of its power
And all of it fading away
So I'm
Guns death and noise Sand oil and blood
Frontiers drawn on paper No consideration made for
The poor creature who is living By the grace of God just
Bliggy
Player haters been hatin' all my playin' for years
Now they seein' they worst fears as I bathe in cheers
Parades and accolades
All shades
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