Lyrics:
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
money
Sleepin' on the street there ain't a damn thing funny
Hand me down food and hand me down clothes
A rockabilly past of which nobody knows
Makes his
all you know we need each other
It's by design that we're in it together
(chorus) 2
Take a ride through the streets of gold
On a train that's
Your skin is cold,
But the sun shines within your hold
Your hair is gold, but you see through a goldfish bowl
I feel old, sick and tired
We walk
sound on it
Turn his face into a frown, homie (huh), oh, whoa
I just been shinin' in rose gold
We in the street like hobos (wavy)
I'm having boogers,
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
Straight outta school but still just a fool
Thought the streets were paved with gold
He moved off the block and
Found he was lost
In a world he'd
Oh it's hot outside man
Meek Millys coming daddy
Hundred for the walkthrough I'm not who you talk to
Drive by wet you up, nigga that's a carpool
me, through rain and snow
Now that I wear my apron high
He goes right down my street and passes by
Wide and deep my grave will be
With the wild goose
I was a rider, that's fa sho
We them niggas getting hated by haters, we them niggas that done made it outrageous
Stack the money in the streets
ville '72
Lock and load on patrol, lotta hoes on the stroll
Give me street 411 like whoop-de-whoop
Where's the cane man? How many nights I live by this
but all I could find was grief
I was told a tale by someone I know
About a place where the streets are made of gold
Where people come and trade in
help along the way
Let's not take it for granted
By letting it all slip away
When bands of gold and diamonds
Finally lose their shine
And all
takin steps
Somewhere a great Grandpa says
"I'm ready to go"
Peacefully drifts off to sleep
Wakes up on streets of gold
prevail
I buy my gold by the pennyweight scale
On Thursday I got a check in the mail
I bought a solid gold 500 S-E-L
I tour the world, my fortune untold
Fools little gold and suffer a little here.
Jack the ripper
Jack the ripper.
Hey…peck and lonely
I said "let go o' me"
Got by me, back and forth
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
the weak-ah.
Speak when spoken to
Yeah I broke a few.
And by the way I was hoping you
Had a freak for me and a freak for you.
I make her do for us
The same
A Kid On A Corner
Tiffany
You Keep me hanging like a
kid on a corner
Just because you think you can
Don't be so certain that I'll always be there
fleeting, gold is fickle
Gold is fun
There is gold across the river
But I don't want none
I would rather be tried
Than held up by a golden gun
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
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
where you find it
Underneath the waves are all your lost days
Gold is where you find it
Which way will you come, by the road or by the sum
When gold is
the back door slow
And the cats are out, gonna harmonize
They're headed for cool street on the main line
And here comes that joe serpentine
The life of a cat
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