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Moments in Time

The Alarm

Alarm Acoustic Standards

2002

on forever in my mind

Through the London streets in a taxi cab
A radio played an epitaph
Imagine, the dream is over
Oh I've been silent way too long
You never

Boing, Boing

RZA

The World According to RZA

2003

Boing>



(Yeah representin' live all my UK hip hop heads in the North Side, el tarno)

Down it's gonna bang in ya face, lets go



[Skinnyman (RZA)]

The bell's are tolling...
For the dead men, /| who are seemingly walking,/|
Through the streets, these concrete dreams,
Where nothing seems, to bring

and condemned
To pass it by is the thing I'd recommend
A giant box containing roads and blocks
Millions of bodies with dreams and hopes

Money in dem mind, dem

TikTok
Eighteen with big dreams, started a brand at sixteen
I really fucking wish these, bottom boys will diss me
Can't go back by my lonesome, cause bro

for the blog
He said he need two by tonight and four by tomorrow
Uh
If they see you they gon catch you
No service, he want yo lo that nigga ain't gon

them all
One by one
For their insolence
Streets flow with crimson
The damned laid to rest
And to those who oppose
Will be sentenced to death
No court
No

it movin’ by any means,
They'll make you stare through the looking glass and shatter your dreams,
(Hook):
But you’ve gotta fight on, Monday, Tuesday,

Rest in peace to geroge Floyd not Because he passed away
He was murdered in our streets
By the ones who claim protect Streets
Yes I struggle every day

can't abide by the line that you've made
I'll live in love, you live in hate
You can deal in rage
You can judge your neighbour and pray
But Jesus ain't

Strange things overcoming my peace
Humiliated by society I stand for the streets
Some envy me,
others claim that they honouring me
But what's the use

can grow with me
Fill the void in this vacant soul
They won't forget me
You only get one time
You only get one chance
And I'm gone to be damned
If I let

can’t treat you like I would,
They won’t do the things that I would
So come and live its a wonderful life
Doing drugs every night just to ease your mind

working shifts that's not right
Just to nourish kids or to live in some light
Hoping to stack cheese and hold it till it mold
Even though we know

Stargazing through these cold empty streets
I'll call to god like a beggar to a thief
He listens closely to my heart beat
Search for meaning not

don't understand

He can't go home, he lives on the street
keeps a few odd possessions, lined up nice and neat
He loves his soup cans, but doesn't eat

damned
My father tryna tell me that my mother would be sad
Now I'm mad
I go spin the block and make a couple bands
That's the type of thing I do when I try

boo thing
Aye
I gotta be thankful I'm still here
It's people out here dead stuck on the streets no where to live
So I keep thinking with my head not

the streets will call yo name…..

I was blessed, yea I was fortunate to part my ways…
I wish I had someone endorsing me to live my dream…

Huh…

Cuz I took

livin' my dreams, ain't no need for the sleepin
I live it up every day, dodgin' the reaper
Day one hatin' on me, I'm watchin' and peepin

They weren't

Hands up, don't shoot
I deserve to live too!
Hands up, don't shoot
I deserve to live too!
Hands up, don't shoot
I deserve to live too!
Hands up,

Don't Let Me Die

R. Kelly

Unfinished Business [Clean]

2004

dreams, that a preacher trapped inside of me wake up and can't
Breathe
I feel like its twenty of me, goin' twenty different directions on a one way street

nicknamed her Missy
She lives alone out in New Orleans, she always tells me she miss me
But such as life, this story's real, it's not a movie by Disney

or amphetamines
I got em at the cheapest price
Living by the rules of the street life
Fin to get niggas
Better beat the street light home
After dark I par park