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street where I played that
19 niggas on the corner with
20s and they strapped
Playin with my money like
Playin with my emotions
Floatin off that water like
Shades on, you can't see what I see
You can't even be by me
Can't live up the street by me
She wanna get eaten by me
I told her she gon' see about me
pass them on the streets and hang my head
Failing hard and fallen down
Just Like Anyone who lives in a small town
With her eyes on the city below
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
happened to the love guess the streets aint the same first you gave yo squad up then threw the dirt up on my name i live it day by day knowin that my family
a Bad-N-Fluenz, so keep your fucking kids away from me
Cause the motherfucking turf is the place to be
Where hella niggas get shot at
So you'd better pop back,
my style?
(Ladies and gentlemen) Eh?
(Will the real Craig David please stand up)
You never had a problem at all
When I was having woman trouble
between right and wrong
We should all live life by one fact
Before you doin dirt, the dirt gon' come right back
I seen cats go out like suckers
I seen
babies
But now they
MUMBLE RAP
Baby
Someone call the fat lady
Can't you see
The TOTAL
Score
Refugee vocals
I grow it local
But my message still global
Opal
Summer on Grafton, We met by the Liffey
Hands, swinging in time, We could never be apart
Street lights were amber, Buskers were singing
You said,
Dark house, by which once more I stand
Here in the long, unlovely street
Doors, where my heart was used to beat
So quickly, waiting for a hand
thief flow
I'm from that Sunshine state
Where I was born to be great
I gotta hold it down
For my brothers that been with me
Since we started from
Street
Numbers set by stock movers, buy my tip so I can touch
Not for no print size, plate saint, white wasted H20
Four coats'll make it glaze
Beams
Head's burnin', wasn't told
To leave, the hood is burnin' down
Never had no help from anyone (I'm Harry, Harry Potter)
Uh, let me tell you 'bout
Where's My Hi?
I Swear, That I Never Called You Cause I Really Get Shy
See That Was A Segue, I Believe The Matter
Is What Happens After The Seaon Where
Another night I sit alone in the dark
I can't remember my name, I stalk streets and parks
Shame on the victims whose lifes intersect with mine
How's it going?
Good You?
Fair
Yeah, tell me
Chinese laundry
Hi
Mary
Say hello
I think I got a job
Where?
True
in you
Confessin true lies about your inner thighs and where they been
Hopin maybe you be my lady
What's the potatoes without the gravy what you
And fuck all these fakers
Can't wait 'til you back on your feet
The streets need you
(Sail) Up out of the ghetto
Away from the mornings where
Snow in that
Dog, you feel? Like you're name Helen Keller
But nah, real shit homie, you see that whip, homie
I live in it, homie. Isn't it homey
With all my shit in
Dancing Under The Street Light (Live ya Street Life)-EDM
Written By: R. DarkaShade 07/08/2023
Live your street life
Let nobody stop you
Life is too
died in 1998
The year of my strong, fair rap collection
there are foot prints embraced far out on the frozen lake face
Depressed and kept from quite
Street nigga don't abide by the law
Keep it on me they don't play fair
Tell a pussy nigga take care
Aye long live vell man that's my dog that's my brother
relates to the streets
Cause the past stays on my back to remind me
Intelligence is what you gain when you find me
Heed the message I inject in your eadrum
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