Lyrics:
Coming home tonight
Guided in by these blinding city lights
Oh how I've missed this
Oh how I've missed this, oh
These tired streets I used to own
Faces of people he would see
They were colder than any city street
And the days go on and on
And they just walk by
I'm disappearing he said
I'm
love and everything I know is destructible. Artificial heart, obsidian soul: Encircled by dreams that are combustible. We trade the Garden for Cities
I grew up blind just like everyone???s child
In the warmth of milk and deceit
Smothered by love and the chemical dust
There was never enough
Yeah
At this pond
Question my life and what it means
Two years ago I never thought I'd do the things I did
How far I've come is a story that only few
Mind is a pretzel
Bent up
Maybe from this high
That i never
Let up
Get up
My elemental mess of my life
Why cant i ever get a bless up
Watch my high
know you're up there dancing praising on the gold streets
And as i picture this i shed a tear until we meet
May his peace
Be with you
Till we meet
Again
Yeah...
For the One times...
Never felt myself, but I kept on going, you know I fake it till I make it
Man that's how I've always known it no matter
on the radio
You know that we vibin’
Stacks tall, yeah you know
How that money be pilin’
Me and my lady together forever we ridin’
In these streets all day
Will
a make you wait, yeah, lemme stall
I will become great, watch me launch it like a cannonball
Needed a breath to make songs
like a jet, that's a nose art
School Street... 96'
Society's Bugged
Li Niggaz Eye Me In Clubs
Giuliani Tied Me To Drugs
Affiliated Wit The Grimiest Thugs
You Know Since 86' We
and can't change my ways, and sometimes I need to think
Conversations that we had and it's deep, and I'm tellin' you how the streets would be
Look at me,
of the city at the clock-die
When the street lights ignite
'cause by then I'm getting gamblin' out of the greed
It seems easy as the 1 to the 1, to the 3 times
power surge
Now he's going through cities crushing streets and eating parking curbs
Have no time for pity for police to get what they deserve
Hidden
B
The top 5 pens on this side of the city streets
4 niggas to kill if the top guy isn't me
Until my sword is sharp enough to cut air
38 with
It's true that your life will be lived by the minute
But keep hangin' on
We've got reasons
We take our chances along the road
Some want love, some want
Not from Grape Street, but I will slide
Not afraid of a drive-by
Take my soul, I don't wanna go on anymore
Take my soul, I only cause harm
The world
swinging at the tee
Forgive me, Mama I never soaked in those tears when you cried at night
But I still owe it to myself and I still owe it to my bride
thug...pumping out the slugs
in the streets of S.D. mobbin' and rolling
why you want to step to me when you don't even know me
we will never die just multiply
San
feel you will never know
The real me cuz the tears they won’t show
Look inside when you wanna believe
But you lost your faith on another street
And you
comin'
Sick inside her stomach
Empty, feelin' nothin'
She forgot what love is
All black, life off track
Got no will to live, lost that
She just wants him
to blows
School house crushed the kid
Snuff his will to flower
But now that the answer has
Been offered oh so eloquently
Pummeled you hard 'til you
or you get played
Get chewed up if you live afraid
In the belly of the beast, New York City streets
Hustle for a piece just so you can eat
Your chances
the city
Natural side effect of runnin' the streets
She fed up instead of
Just trying to keep her head up
c solution was presented
Now she movin' with
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