Lyrics:
WELL I CAN STILL REMEMBER, AS I'M WALKING DOWN THESE STREETS
THE MEMORY FEELS LIKE YESTERDAY, NOW IT ALL COMES BACK TO ME
I WATCH THE CHILDREN PLAY
in this quiet, you realize
Just how small we are
And I will meet you there
And it's only in these moments we realize
Just how special we are
You severed the stone intently thrown
At the bird in the alley tucked back behind St. Joe's
Half for the windshield of the car across the street
the carollers singing in the night
Silent night, Holy night
Let their voices guide you from the darkness to the light
Walking down St Michael's Street
Where once
never make these same mistakes again
'Cause someone up there holds the key to my heart
I'd do everything to tear it apart
By never allowing myself
Be in love with you
Even though you don't want me to
Now your eyes look strange
And the sky looks strange
Even the streets look strange
No,
Not obtained by propane or lighter
Not a man gone' contain these flames they burn higher yell
"Fire!" and it's not on the roof, it's in the booth
out of time
I'm running out of time
Oh tonight
Is just another night
Just like any other night
In these worn down streets
Blinded by the neon lights
jigged and reeled
[Chorus]
By the light of the moon she'd drift through the streets
A rare old perfume so seductive and sweet
She teased us
to believe it
Now I can't find no easy summer
That's why
These three months are gone
Wait by the door and no letter come
Today I walk in a dream
Through
sea bag in the bin
And brought these pretty flowers home
Kiss me Kate, we'll celebrate
Before the bloom is gone.
A tinker and a tailor
and bulldoze you
And plotting them down too
Naa stop until a rubble in the streets
If you nuh want no trouble then nuh bother trouble me
Well if you seek
Ah ah ahh ahh|Ah ahh ahh ahh ooo ooo||Lie awake at night|Bathing in street light|I'd love to move beyond|But my love for you is too strong|I can't
turn on
Do no punch and we was in the dark
Newsflash lights like we ghost hunting
Remember getting kicked out of school
But I was still coming
Cause I
Hey bitch, you remember me?
It's Mr oPM from the westside of the streets
I got my Sox hat and my black Pumas
And my nigga P with me, let me introduce
and tight, yeah
Time for you to slide right in
You know I like my kisses by my waistline (down low)
Put your head between my legs and give me face time
got all this stuff like I was born in Atlanta Shit on my streets, only we know about it My songs in the 6ix but I remember where we started
Everybody
people asking why I don't call em
I just tell em I been writing a lot
Never had a thing in my name
Slowly growing and creating my lane
Promise never to be
you can get
You know somethings coming just hasn't caught up with you yet
Feel it raining down in sheets
Feel it rain down on me
Everywhere is
like exhaust
Mash on the gas forget where you from
Telling new lies these my days one
Same way you say that you came out mud
When really the mud ain’t
to be just as dope
Oh the party in the parking lots, on the streets up by the beaches
It takes so much time to get there, I always have the urge to speak
I see violence on these crowded streets
So full of hostility
I confront eyes that contempt
That've forgotten him
Walking through this pagan land
money on my head i hope they got a recipt
cool you own shit off cuz its hot on these streets
i got dogs and they not on a leash
so i hope you understand
work
Like Edgar Allen Poe
I'll die on these streets of Baltimore
As a beggar, john, or buyer
Look, I'm just trying to score
But at least I won't be out
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