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when they knocked him down He turned the other cheek He told me I could find A life outside of Rocketown Hang around by the street light In
Gradually, they mastered a technology Based on inorganic lifeless substances Their culture Was a travesty In 1901 John Francis Queeny Founded
For you I moved to Angel Street Where they made the pain look pretty It's hard to see it when you're young Some things don't sink in till later Like
We sang along, lost in time Oh, those '80s vibes, they're still alive In every note, in every dive From Madonna's pop to MJ's moonwalk We lived it
the junk yard to the street Racing on every highway wherever fast cars would meet One day he found his calling at an airstrip out of town They drove in from
the junk yard to the street Racing on every highway wherever fast cars would meet One day he found his calling at an airstrip out of town They drove in from
can do." He tell me send him the addy and he'll slide after school I'm like, "Ok, bet." Never knew where he stayed at He walked down the street
of light Praying that the time fly by so He can see the light See his kids, meet a wife All over a key of white But why you think they take That time from
lived a couple as fat as they could be So what they did was get together and started a family tree Well year by year the tree did grow They might've
couldn't even pay the rent, homie Thinkin' 'bout it I'm wondering where the years went, homie Just a youngin' tryna survive, they was hatin' on me I was
to stay alive, survive and they gettin' mine Faultless for ghetto minds, and FUCK DA ??? See you rather run the streets and fuck around with the crooks THEY
America or in England I wonder if Japan or it's made by Russians Lemme tell ya, gun man Tell me where you get the gun from
like they were facts Paint it black Men women children as well If you don’t worship god then you’re going to hell Always had to take it one step
There is a place just south of Allegheny that's where I grew up In a little town on a little street named "Stone" that's where I leaned to walk
this shit like HUD You say you packing slugs but by yourself you just a scrub I'm bout to start a riot I put that shit on all I love I lived this
niggas 'Cause I'm a real nigga I'm from where they leave bodies and pose the blood Riddled with bullets like the hospital view niggas No feel, nigga
Forest Heights where I'm from You give krag weg if you run Heard that bum bum bum bum Not the klopse with the drums Heard they stiek ouens for fun
The Boy was walking alone down the rain-drenched streets, wondering about the people around. “Why do they do all this?” he thought. The child was
when in class My white ass was there hardly Too busy perfecting my craft, With the fine point sharpie, Lived between the lines, Cuz real life was not
There's a place that I know In England-by-the-sea Where people come and go In the face of history It's home when I am happy It's home when I am blue
a mansion not just house 4 story so where in the south Now a day in the street Nikkas be ratting and talking to d's That ain't p So you gotta stay by your
late under street lights It is what it is that’s what it be like From where they shoot first an dont think twice. Member creepin out late under them
marquis dreamin of stardom Since they was born the streets is watchin' and schemin' And now it got them generations facin' deseases That don't kill you they
Everybody getting burnt by their anger to the bone cint nobody got a sure thing Till they brand their skin to prove they loyal cnd now they got a sure thing
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