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them pick up the red flare of the streetlights."

This last point emphasised by a moment of silence, which he filled with a look around the bar.

right
That's the code
That's the type a code
That you live by
For the bros
If they bring pressure Only right
They getting rolled
Ain't no point

even Houdini would be shocked
Those motherfuckers really wanna see the thief pay
Fists regularly made bloody by fits of rage
But the fit that followed me

Manhattan

Helen O'Connell

I Got the World on a String

2007

Street
In July
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by

The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle

And I'm gettin jocked by these local chumps
They point, they wave, they stare, they look
I been jocked so hard I could write a book

Violent J down with

next
If she linkin wit me put the D in her chest
Let's shoot a scene leave a G onna set
How you duckin from me but you Tough on da net
When you run into

made by yourself
All of your decisions are yours and yours alone
Unless, that is, you at some point made the decision to give someone else that authority

nobody does
Nazis hate pinkos hate MAGAts in the park
When they're killing one another
You can tell them apart
One side is going crazy ‘bout
The way you

Manhattan

Bobby Troup

The Distinctive Style of Bobby Troup

1955

Street
In July
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by

The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle

Black man hold your seed up
To the moon like roots
And let 'em digest these fruit's
It's good to live on

"I blow up the spot" "I blow up the spot"
"I

All A's

Goodie Mob

World Party

1999

and mayonnaise, and we smoke always
Passing by these haters like we got all A's

[Backbone]
Say say say say Crack, what's the word on the street?
Nothing but

Rise up from the fire, take back all authority
Let go of all that holds you down
Made up enemies imprison your identity
And soon your soul turns

comrade
Comrade if you're here for violence, this way
Comrade lemme feel your violence
Comrade this your violence got weight
Yes we're reporting live from

Yeah
Its JAW$

Let me start with this
Park the whip
And tell you about the reason
I'm alive
And breathing constantly
Wandered all the ways of this

silenced by the media that's telling lies
and all the innocents who seen before they very eyes their lives flash, rest in peace up high in paradise

I found you at a breaking point 
I pushed myself against all odds 
Made excuse time again to keep you here 
You get your way 
You don't look back 

live with fear, fear of breaking my mind
Or cause I can't go free, of your chains, even if I tried
To the point, where I want to go blind 

'And I know

Last Call

Logic

YSIV

on a plane

I was in College Park, right
Well I guess technically, if you wanna go before that
I was uh, I was living in Germantown, uh no actually it was

If you  live by those daily affirmations
You won't see God in it

Jesus said it first, "You need some milk, not solid food"
'Cause at one point we all

By building up my moat
Im deep in my zone
Fuck being kosher
Throw a knife in the toaster
Then its over
See I told ya
Theres no point in challenging me

barkin 
Grab some green n fuckin spark it
Grab some green n fuckin spark it 

I been walkin slow through that dog park
Down by the creek that's where

I've just gotten to the point in life where
You have to live your own life and deal with the consequences
You've gotta make your own bed
People will

life or feelings that I've felt
Times are getting more harder, I'm going through it by myself
Praying for better times for our lives and the earth

ravaged by the drug epidemic
So I haunt the woods and city parks, from Oakland to Glen Hazel
I said I haunt the woods and city parks, from Oakland to Glen