Lyrics:
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
The railroad tracks
Hey three for a quarter
One for a dime
I'll bet it's tomorrow
By Rocky Mountain Time
I walked in the restaurant
For something to do
someday
Some how, some way
I gotta make it up out this life, c'mon
Some way, I gotta make it up out the hood someday
To old Nell, Sigel Street I ain't
Walking down the street, feeling kinda low
I look around, but it's all a show (a show)
People passing by, lost in their own haze
But I wanna break
another homicide victim
Laying in the streets, seen his mama cry tears as she pray by his feet
kids in thirty years have gained the upper hand
Tomorrow s soldier is on the street
Jeans to the knee boots on his feet
Tomorrows soldiers first
The streets are wet
The lights have yet
To shed their tawdry lustre on the scene
My skirt's too short
My tights have run
These new heels are
ina trance
Shi Stuck ina limbo
Mi talk to har sweet mi kno di lingo
Shi a come back tomorrow and
A bring a bimbo
All wen a jus me A roll by miself
It's common sense you know I gotta
Gotta love you you know I got ya
One way street you know what follows
I'll be by your side tomorrow
I hate being
I'm addicted to the street life surrounded by these bright lights loud pipes
Mo'd a grata like a room full of bits
Like life could be a bitch that's
Fuckin' these hoes, yeah, I do that too
But I (but I) be by your side when you cry
We try to live in this lie
Holidays that go by, let 'em drink, a man
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
for that, too street for that, lil
Rose , he can't be simped out I know some niggas that'll get you gone by
Tomorrow She a freak, pull out my phone
into the night
Oh miss lilico
Did you say you want me
Oh miss lilico
Do you want me dead
Sunset she hooked me
At night she reeled me in
By tomorrow
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
by the way we crawl, you'll know us by our cemetery gaits
Happenstance can wait for tomorrow, ‘cause you got to do it right
Your shoulders flow from
Live from the jungle also known as the trenches
From where tomorrow ain't promised we wake up cocking pistols
Where the next bitch or the next man
made it legal (wow)
Higher than an eagle, leanin' like Beanie Sigel (I'm leanin')
Flyer than a pilot, jean jacket by Diesel (phew)
All-gold rocket,
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
embrace tomorrow
Our light this world can never steal
So take up your shield
Live by faith and not by sight
Our love will never yield
Lead by Christ, our
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