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I can make it alright mama say I can make it leave me alone
Whoa stepped right in her flowerbed oh she gonna raise cain tomorrow
Where's my
And the streets are paved with gold and if
Someone asks you, you can call my name
You are just a thought that someone
Somewhere somehow feels you should be
to stand, but still not sleepin'
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreamin'
in Jaguars
Open fire when you see me yell out and make em whisper
The club that I'm a member, they'll be gone by November
Keys to the city got killers
a Cadillac window uptown
And there was nobody aroun'
I got into the driver's seat
And I drove 42nd Street
In my Cadillac
Good car to drive after a war
And I'm homeless on the street
And I'm sleeping in Grand Central Station
It's okay if you're sleeping with me
As the years they pass us by
We stay
Moment by moment, day after day
Trying your best to forget
It's all behind you, it's part of the past
You've got no time for regrets
Time to start
today and I skipped off a footloose jig
to the hurdy gurdy music of the street.
I looked past those rooftops and I saw the cloudless sky,
But I keep
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Sidewalk
Lit by dim street lamps
Walking holding hands
Guess where I want to be
Open your eyes and you'll see it
Cathedral
Built on shafts of light
Accept in the street, niggas we live by different rules
Pill poppin' everyday I'm in a different mood
They scream our names since we walk the halls
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these - with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Lions in the street and roaming
Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming
A beast caged in the heart of a city
The body of his mother
Rotting in the summer
I don't ever think about tomorrow
Whether or why is all on another day
And I think it's been said by somebody up ahead
The older guys tell me what
it's hard for me to see
Tomorrow's but a dream
'Cause today's reality is right in front of me
They say I'll never make it
They say you can never
it's been a long day
The streets are so crowded and you must get away
You'll be back tomorrow
He'll call out your name
It's business as usual
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
I been like Deion for eons
You ain't nothing but a biatch
Messed around and let me read up
I come back through and tear the street up
Ice cube,
I was down the street one night
I was only made of light
Saw some kids from the park
They was howlin' the dark
They just wanna fuss and fight
I was
to guide us most when
We have no light to see throughout all our darkest days
And troubled ways
Meet me at the door by the garden
Meet me at the door
still stuck on 2nd Street
Stuck on 2nd Street
Stop by and see me anytime you want
I am always here
In the shadows of the night
Livin' the darkest
FcIR
THE STREETS JUST cREN'T THE ScME WITHOUT YOU
IN LONDON FcIR
THESE STREETS JUST cREN'T THE ScME WITHOUT YOU
IN THE WINTER LIGHT VIBRcNT RED cND
cleaner than your
Motherfucking preacher on sunday morning
Me, I run the streets all week, hustle hard
I do work to get by
But bet I be the cleanest
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