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L-Booie and Clef the trainers, Prazwell promote the throw

[Lauryn Hill]
We used to bite bullets with the pig-skin casing
Now we perfect slang like a gang

Of cobblestone streets and Castle Hill's wall
My music flows like the rivers' tide
Carrying hope I cannot hide
Oh, Danube Rhapsody, play on in my dreams
(Echoes

This can't go on forever. I look up at the blue sky
The wind that blows over everything runs up the hills

My usually serious face watches you from

through the oil smelled shop

Woah, it's aching! 
Well, thank you
But it was enough

Got a new job in the Phoenix Pub
Serving booze down by the docks
Weird

Raw '91

Big Daddy Kane

Hip Hop Classics, Vol. 1

1996

superiority
And captivate the whole crowd's majority
The rhymes I use definitely amuse
Better than dynasty, or hill street blues
I'm sure to score endure

Interior Lulu

Marillion

Size Matters

2010

And the lust for the unknown 
And the second best that devils use
To make this world their own 
Interior Lulu 
Interior Lulu 

Every rainy day by e-mail

What ...you know.. about Rain 


Nigga ...you ...aint... never... felt... pain 


Got scared... by the streets.... left stains





What.. you know...

my hand up mama, to hold it up for you
How come the clouds came by, how come the clouds go by yet it remains so blue
In the back of my mind, I still

at him in the street
I think I'll leave the city and hope he don't follow me

I went out to the countryside and bathed in blues and greens
The clothes upon

Okay so like the dark side 

I love you Tommy 
And imma be waiting for you okay 

More money means more power 
I used to make the dollar by the hour

See I'm from a small town, where most don't make it out
Everything got a cost, and you pay that cost by sacrifices or sometimes your life
I'm just

way I can't see cause I'm tripping
Uber van parked outside yeah we Dipping
On to the next location
Blue Hills Doppio Zero, to the lobby
I’m racing, gone

Knocked him out his shoes na
In Miami with them blues yeah
My niggas say that I am real
Swinging 9 yeah for real
Ab get it by the mail
Get my mama house

Orleans
Players and Pimps that bit off Fiends
Quick, switch with the hands, Powder
Blue wally's is dyed
Vanilla Bally's is mean
Can't none of y'all

Richer
Can't breathe, the whole block got the blues little Richard
Now they reminisce and miss ya man they got my nigga
Treat us greasy like we outsiders

Oxygen

Aesop Rock

Float

1999

dimensions with a noose looped by the raft?
After lack of reasoning jedi 3, 2, 1,
Oooh I'm hung, I've clung to hope but see you in hell
I'll be that clear blue

and I'll bury ya
Pulling cards, ain't scared of ya but
Extra P- I just wanna chill cause
I'm tryna see these hoop dreams happen
Though these ill streets blue

But rivers running up the hills
And to the sky and down to the sea
Where a merman with a twinkle
Casts a hook in me

Sing me a salty blue song, I'll be

I bust the block for the sack
I guess y’all still ain’t learning
Them Dale boys playing the corner
Just like Richard Sherman
Opinions I'm

driven out of fear 

I learned about a man today 
Richard Nickel was his name 
My dude was born in Humboldt Park
To a humble Polish family 
He fell in love

voice out in the dark
Crying by the statue of Jimmy Dean
Trying to write you back into my movie scene
High in the hills with an angel at my feet
I'm going

the streets
I could tell the queen sometimes; I forget her threat
Inside blue room the sun is gone
Under the sea I found red stone
In this afternoon I want

and raised by the dark blue water
In between the suburban hills
Always there with a smile on your face
You worked harder than your human skills
All the love

How many brothers doing time
How many fathers not around
How many kids up in these streets
How many
Starving Nothing to eat
How many think I'm talking