Lyrics:
as the blind man finished
And was bent to put his guitar away.
The old man heard him and said, "Who are you?"
"I'm the kid you're gonna teach to play
the place where angels come play
They say
That this is the place where it all can happen
For you, for you, for you, for you
California, knows how to make
Mississippi, they want me in Old Cheyenne
Wherever you may look tonight, you will see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado or Georgia by the sea
Working
Same chalk police used to outline niggas we lost
You understand what I'm sayin'? Shit is crazy, man
Fuck the money, yo this shit could never change me,
the almighty Lord
You know what they say about he who hesitates in war
(What's that?) He who hesitates is lost
He can't explain what he saw before his picture
the gangsters 'fore you came here?
And if they mention us
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik)
I swear I love my city, I just want less
Mississippi, they want me in Old Cheyenne
Wherever you may look tonight, you will see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado or Georgia by the sea
Working
Hey homeboy how come everywhere you go you have to go by limousine man
Hey man that's my thing
I know its your thing
Every time I see you you
to hide
A place for me to hide
Can you find me soft asylum
I can't make it anymore
The Man is at the door
Peppermint, miniskirts, chocolate candy
man what you doin)
Cursed by the hate we throw (you trippin' dawg)
Is this the new national anthem
(How many times has that ever happened to you
took the law in my hands
So here I am in the alleyway
A wad of cash in my pants
I get paid by a ten year old
He says he looks up to me
There's
you heard
I'm thought of highly, shopping Louie, Gianni
Christian LaCrosse shades, what can a boss say?
City, bus, the subway, cab, the runway
Ski
Saint Jimmy comes without any shame
He says, "We're fucked up" and we're not the same
And mom and dad are the ones you can blame
Jimmy died today
He
of the handgun)
Land of the beautiful (home of the shotgun)
Cursed by the hate we throw (You're dead if you ain't got one)
Is this the new national anthem? (It was
You keep your New York joys
I'm going to Illinois
Just as fast as I can
I say you New York women think you make a fool of any man
You play all kinds
I'd forgotten how to play a one night stand
Lord I didn't have a word to say
Just holdin' that stranger's hand
[Chorus]
These city streets
dropped
Just him and that old fir tree
All lit up this night
Electric blue
Just another night in New York City
Snow comes down, looks real pretty
Can
Are you blind when you're born? Can you see in the dark?
Dare you look at a king? Would you sit on his throne?
Can you say of your bite that it's
it (miss it)
But looks can be deceivin', so don't you get it twisted (twisted)
Walked a lot of miles in these old school J's (J's)
Thought of many
outside and play
Christmas can't be very far away
Weather girl says "bundle up"
It's gonna be a cold one
I'll put on my wooly hat
You'll wear your
So entertain me if you want to
But I've heard it all
If you feel the need to say
More than what's been said
But I'm sure Love can stand on His own
But
you all frontin' these days
Man, they barely old enough to drive
To tell them what they should do, who the fuck am I?
I heard one of em' diss me, I'm
City girls just seem to find out early
How to open doors with just a smile
A rich old man
And she won't have to worry
She'll dress up all in lace
a sumo
Put him in pampers, leave my drawers in his hamper
When I'm through, you need a brand-new identity
I was scoopin' girls before you lost your
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