Lyrics:
Yeah
I used to ride my bicicleta
Down the calles of my town
Oldies everyday,thats the way it was
Those were the days, the crazy ones
A lot
the town hall closed
And now I suppose
I'm running this little ghost town
So in solitude you sit
And you write your little songs
It may be rude but it's
Not
we can give them all a great show for hundreds of years!
We're friendly
We're friendly
We're friendly
Skip on into
Our friendly neighborhood town
Come
Neighborhood music giving back neighborhood music
Neighborhood music for when we cruise around the brown side of town
Neighborhood music giving back
Neighborhood music, givin‿back neighborhood music
Neighborhood music, when we cruise around the brown side of town
Neighborhood music,
Neighborhood music giving back neighborhood music
Neighborhood music for when we cruise around the brown side of town
Neighborhood music giving back
don't shine
From the city hall to the county line
That's why I said
Ain't no love in the heart of the city
Ain't no love in the heart of town
Ain't
don't shine
From the city hall to the county line
That's why I said
Ain't no love in the heart of the city
Ain't no love in the heart of town
Ain't
Hey, hey, well, your friends they came from out of town
It was a new kind of neighborhood
And the neighbors stared but they didn't frown
New kind
a bleacher's seat, that's good, that's good
A town hall where the people meet, that's good, that's good
Old John Hancock, he said it fine, he put it right
My neighborhood (ghost town)
In my neighborhood (9-7-3)
My neighborhood (Jersey!)
I say lets get it!
You say im on it
F*ck that he say she say sh*t
good
I still represent the same neighborhood
Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good
I still represent the same neighborhood
I'm a H-Town n***,
forget your neighborhood
Don't forget me
Don't forget
Don't forget your neighborhood
Fight for your town, don't you let go
Reach out and grab it,
Hall of fame, I made the hustlers hall of fame
Trap scholar, Lambo
Hall of fame, hall of fame, I made the hustlers hall of fame
Hall of fame, hall
You were mine, I was feeling so good
Your love lit up the whole neighborhood
But now that you're gone
The sun don't shine
From the city hall
You were mine, I was feeling so good
Your love lit up the whole neighborhood
But now that you're gone
The sun don't shine
From the city hall
Sexy bright lights everywhere in sight in
My town, chi-town
Gettin’ kush blunted turn this cruise into a flight in
Downtown chi-town
People
hall
To the county line and that's why there
Ain't no love in the heart of the city
Ain't no love in the heart of town
Ain't no love, sure is
[Chorus]
Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighborhood?
Just pound the sound don't worry now 'cause they found Illtown
Now who's these motherfuckers
Bayamemeza lababantu
(Bayamemeza lababantu)
Memeza lababantu
Bathi nasi isimanga ngalezintombi
Wentaba dilika Town Hall-o
Wentaba dilika Town Hall-o
Wentaba
Halls Of Illusions
[Violent J]
Ticket please, thanks, walk through the door
Into the Halls Of Illusions, visit yours
And see what coulda
forget your neighborhood
Don't forget me
Don't forget
Don't forget your neighborhood
Fight for your town, don't you let go
Reach out and grab it,
of town...
He just a droptop DopeBoy
Neighborhood Hope boy
Streets called he neva had a chance...
He just a droptop DopeBoy
Neighborhood Hope
Failure wasn't
to get out of this god damn town
Plastic People Neighborhood
Live the dream it feels so good
But I'll do anything I could to stop
Stop the acts and all
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