Lyrics:
hands he on his knees it's for a miracle he pray
Tear a family apart he looked a mother in the face
Lie a little tell his mommy that you found him by
niggas playing basic ball
I'm on the block like I'm eight feet tall
Homey, I'm in the drop with the AC on
That's why the, streets embrace me dawg, I'm
niggas playing basic ball
I'm on the block like I'm eight feet tall
Homey, I'm in the drop with the AC on
That's why the, streets embrace me dawg, I'm
By: jimmy buffett
1971
Hardly seems a long time
Just a minute of the day
But the man who stood beside me
More than gave himself away
The food stain
City light, got me buggin and trife
Some die by the gun, some die by the knife
It's alright, like a game of spades I'm trump tight
Premier hit me with
bring the heat
Tell me why you taking chills
Now you prolly wanna leave
We just made it out the streets
Bout to record off the sheets
Never had it
to A street
And it's knowing we're not shacked by forgotten words and bons
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you on the back roads by
As someone inside flips a page on their book
A black cat runs across the street
And slips into the dark alley
That runs behind the video store
And where
hands
He on his knees
It's for a miracle he pray
Tear a family apart, he looked a mother in the face
Lie a little, tell his mommy that you found him by
that it'd
Be a friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump
So we took the half-a-ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red
city, nah
Knuckle up with us
You ain't fucking up none of us
I'm the biggest beast in the streets
A snuffleupagus
Spit in your face, hooking your jaw bone
We are the children that worship the moon
We live in the shadows so we never see the sun
Creatures of this city and I'm sure you'll see us soon
We
The revolution won't be televised
It's going live on social media
Streams of Black blood flow on the streets, that's Haemophilia
Cops killing kids, heroes falling
or will i go to hell
only time will tell
Head first in this world with my eyes impeel
unaware that these niggaz on tha streets is real
will i survive
they're gonna throw it back to you
(Greenday)
I walk this empty street
On the boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I
side
City with the street lights
I cant find no one that can understand me or hear me or feel me
Something is in me that envys the pitty it fucks with me
deceived by your lord who carries the cross of shame
The demise of humanity is a never-ending cycle of suffering
Your whole planet will bleed
Your
will never know
As long as I stay
In this big town I find the peace of mind
That only losers in the game of love can find
The years have gone
Bodies be droppin' down around Queens
By different teams, it's the Teens that tear your ass out the frame by
The seams
The end of the drama center,
All we wanted was a Rollie (Woah)
In my city, that's a trophy (Woah)
Only run into them new bags
No more running from the police (yeah)
We did it
brittle veins.
Let the blood stain, let us be purified by their pain.
Let the blood stain, only the marked ones will remain.
Bring out the beast, bare
on they brothers
Never judge you, but the streets will never love you
I wonder what it come to in your brain for you run to
Ones that hate us and cuff us
with an ass like J Lo
She was stripping with class but she wasn't a hoe
She was working that floor making money galore
Adored hype in the club, never
Smiling ear to ear
As intestines and carrion spray through the air
Bloodletting the streets of the city of beasts
For Yharnam never sleeps, torn between two
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