Lyrics:
again, how you got your funny name"
She said, "My house is the only one on that street,
I live at One South Rainey's Lane"
"Jesus, where is he when you
those reveal
Everything that you have conquered
A compass outlining the way
To what you will accomplish
This feels so right
One of those late nights
the villain in this global role
Though my heart bleeds hidden from view
Shamed by deeds I never knew
These streets hold memories under skies so vast
Echoes
by two
I compare it for the profit on the topic
Of the lifestyle that we living, extreme
Got me feeling like a knight on the battlefield
This hyena
if you like that
We don't have to
Make this a race
We're gonna take it at your pace
We're gonna take it at your pace
Country roads or city streets
on the street like a sex slave
Get fucked, do a dab for the rep, that his ex say
I been raised up here for some decades
Back then we ain't no people online
Got
ever stop so
All the bullshit put it to the side And continue to grow
All the bullshit that was ever told
Believe what it do but know the
Truth will
It's times like these I feel I can write symphonies
My minds at ease, I'm chillin at like 20 degrees
I'm hella zooted, I've been smoking on that
Starting over
Leaving all my fears behind me
And I
Want you by my side
Tomorrow
Is something that we cannot
Rely on
It changes everyday
Tell me
behind here that the silhouette was me
I never thought that we were miserable
But how can two be only in it for themselves?
There is nothing left to say,
young man
An me will surely give di remedy
One by one
Born Jamericans is di crew
From the streets of Washington
Where nuff people smoke crack
is buck wild
But in the meanwhile, motherfuckers in my city want to do what I do
But they P-H me behind my back, why don't you do that, raps are
wonderland
So welcome to the place I call my lair
It's where I write my verses when I hear the snare to the beat
And you should know by now that I can't be
regards to Broadway,
Remember me to Herald Square.
Tell all the gang at Forty-second Street
That I will soon be there.
Whisper of how I'm yearning
To mingle
last
Know we'll never have what we had
Need you by my side
Stay for the night
Stuck in my mind bitch I don't wanna lie
Yeah I'm high as a kite
About
and a scholar
So the money straight range from hood to white collar
By any means, this is the theme I will follow
M.O.P. forever the team, our honor
You
the street
Y'all want smoke, but you still talkin steam
Where I'm from cash rules every thing round me
King Rillo stands for Kill It Never Giveup,
Really In it
Riding on the beat
Down the side of the street
Where shawty ain't got no love for me
So imma go back to the lights in the city
Cuz I been feeling
Wasn't really into rap but the shit sound tight
He used to tell me all the time
Don't wet none sis
By this time next year we gon' be dumb rich
That's when
the best
If only to convince yourself that you won't be next
For everything you've given them
Know it will never save you
No matter what you tell yourself
Mmm
When you make me laugh, when you wipe my tears and I don't feel sad
Yo
When you pop that thing, when you push on up I don't feel strange
When you
songs to reach once more
The idea that no one will lead me to an easy thought
Monotony is complex to detect its affects
How to interpret the facts, pay
no ghost that haunts by gaslight
No warning sign the strangler's loose
Eternal night, familiar bloodlust
You'll never suffer such abuse
Spread your
Could they comprehend
Endless streams of people flowing through the city streets
Waiting quite impatiently, trying to find their seats
On this hunk
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