Lyrics:
One World
Whoa, it's our world
Yeah, yeah, one world
Whoa, it's our world
Yeah, yeah
When I walk on the street I feel glad I was born
Music
It's on a rumour mill, the word is on the street, I
I don't know how to feel about what you say to me, I
'Cause the body builds, they won't give me
Street corner you'll hear
Silver Bells, Silver Bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them sing
Soon it will be Christmas Day
everybody whispering
Who's this struttin' down the street?
Got me buzzin' like a honey bee
Oh boy do I have plans for you?
On my mind yea you're
and a click full of killers
I'm heavy on the streets with a rep long as old Nash
I hit a hater wit a heat from a cold gat
We posted up on a black like a street
hell will be all blowin'
'Till I R.I.P C-M-R I be
I put it down for all my peeps
Nigga, I'm H-B for real
[Chorus: x2]
All I know is the streets
leafs
Set out to dry, becomes white from the heat
Package stuck, to retails on the street
Yonkers all through Brownsville, ask Sheek
With my connect I
these girls love a street mogul
That catch plays and eat noble
With the Balmains, knees ripped open
And the burnout, that flip open
Trap King, need
know it
(Know)
I let her get to the top (top)
I let her fuck up the streets (streets)
I let her flip up the work (say what)
I let her get it all
until he could no longer keep his feet
Then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street
Ring-ding-diddle-diddle hai-dee-ho
I went from San Fransico
To Memphis Tennessee
I just had to find
Muh my sugaree
I didn't know her number
I didn't know the street
I just
got mo' money
Fucked around, got mo' money
Show money like dope money
Them street niggas no playin' ho
Made a hundred grand in his bando
That
oh, oh, James
The people in the streets owe the pouring of the rain
Is it a feeling in the heart or is it something you can name?
Oh, oh, James,
She walks like an angel walks
She talks like an angel talks
I first saw her down in market street
Wondered where'd she go
The girl went down down
Afraid to walk the streets
In the coldness all alone
The blackness of the night
Engulfs your flesh and bones
Hoping for relief
From the fear you
Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth,
the only P-R-O-B-L-E-M
Man, that's just the beginnin' of them
For example, I can't walk the streets alone,
? without bein' known
Don't get me wrong,
Oh! These niggas ain't gangstas
Stay tryna take my lil homie off the streets huh
Free 'Nine bitch!
We still got real niggas out here (so everybody
Mama told me when I was three
The street'll never get you no where
You take a street car jumpin' and back beat bump
And get along like it isn't there
Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth,
A street screamed rape by a garden gate.
Nobody laughed, nobody cried.
But the hinges were oiled, the police came late.
Nobody laughed, nobody cried.
Don't bring me flowers to my bed, i don't wish you to know
It's time to find myself again
As cold as houses on your street, as hollow as my own
I
On the way to your home,
In the pouring rain,
On the side of the road,
In the light of the street,
On the recline of the seat,
You told me I should move
Don't bring me flowers to my bed, i don't wish you to know
It's time to find myself again
As cold as houses on your street, as hollow as my own
I
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