Lyrics:
You call it bright
And I call it simple
And somewhere in the middle is truth
You see the hill
And I see the castle
A front that was united is
Daylight over the Village Green early in the morning.
Daylight over the hills and valleys heralding the morning.
Daylight over the mountains,
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
Kara told me
As we were walking home
From Center Middle School
Through the American Martyrs church parking lot
That she had put hot dogs
Into her
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
give a fuck when I open ya up)
hot rocks fly from the back seat and
busta ass niggas run like a track meet
an if you crawl in the middle bleed mo'
give a fuck when I open ya up)
Hot rocks fly from the back seat and
Busta ass niggas run like a track meet
An if you crawl in the middle bleed mo'
fell in love
God, let me right my wrongs
God, let me write this song
God in the middle of the month
Let me hit the pawn shop, mama said we need
you get close to the truth still
They are pouring over Sanskrit on the ivy league moons
While shadows lengthen in the sun
Cast on a school
extreme days
I'm a freak from the burbs of the chocolate city
Luther Jackson was my middle
Pine Ridge, my elementary
School of hip hop, 1979
my eyes
And I thought I was blind
It's the middle of the night
And I'll never be alright again
And this wallpaper
Keeps going 'round the room
my eyes
And I thought I was blind
It's the middle of the night
And I'll never be alright again
And this wallpaper
Keeps going 'round the room
out with has gone les'
Follow me and do exactly what the song says
Smoke weed, take pills, drop outta school, kill people
And drink and jump behind
the children spin
I make sense of this
To make spirits proud
Baby, O beauty
Do you hear sound?
When I was in middle school
That was the first jolt
I was sold
I
extreme days
I'm a freak from the burbs of the chocolate city
Luther Jackson was my middle
Pine Ridge, my elementary
School of hip hop, 1979
A friend indeed feeling like Cee Lo Green
Middle finger in the sky
Meditate and let it ride
Rock-a-bye beddy-bye a friend indeed
More than jimming
God
Five steps like Dru Hill
Came home from the first tour, with
Bad credit and a school bill
Middle finger to the bursar
Finally famous but
Ain't too
God
Five steps like Dru Hill
Came home from the first tour, with
Bad credit and a school bill
Middle finger to the bursar
Finally famous but
Ain't too
off to center city in the fastest way
'Cause if you've gotta get downtown real quick
Then the only way to go is I-76
Unless of course you want
off to center city in the fastest way
'Cause if you've gotta get downtown real quick
Then the only way to go is I-76
Unless of course you want
Pine Ridge my elementary
School of hip-hop 1979
And Sugar Hill had the skills that taught me to rhyme
Got hip to Kiss and I tripped on Zeppelin
So Mr.
and all he had
to show was three dog-eared letters and two very expensive long-distance phone
calls. True, when school had ended and she'd returned
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