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so we could kick it Right in front of his lenses, nothing here is malicious You sat by me in that movie, we went outside for them doobies We walkin'
O little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shineth
eat dog world, and that ain't no lie. Listen! it ain't even safe no more to walk the streets at night, I'm doin' fine, on cloud nine. Let me tell you
eat dog world, and that ain't no lie. Listen! it ain't even safe no more to walk the streets at night, I'm doin' fine, on cloud nine. Let me tell you
Now what kind of beast would love such a feast Have you no shame? So we hung the by the feet Oh, we shot them in the street Oh, the victory was
Snow's falling slow From that December sky Street lights glow As it passes them by The world we know Made new, clothed in white Time runs slow
Tell her what she wanna hear like I'm her Favorite song Married to the game control these Streets but she wanna play along Ever since that check came
the call of redemption We saw the government fall And we all spent some nights in detention Trailers on a lonely street at sunrise Ready for the night Weary
iniquities) When Babylon was built on my back (Antiquities) Skinned, men, women, and children For Fabrics, cottons, linens Atrophy and despair By your design
I slept last night in a good hotel I went shopping today for jewels The wind rushed around in the dirty town And the children let out from
I slept last night in a good hotel I went shopping today for jewels The wind rushed around in the dirty town And the children let out from
your streets he said and come to me Come down from the neon nights Come down from the tourist sights Run down till the rain delights you You do not
The stories of the street are mine The Spanish voices laugh The Cadillacs go creeping now through the Night and the poison gas And I lean from my
but Im still Berthas church boy Grew up South Memphis made us all screw ups Never known whos what Gotta keep a tool tucked Eastside frank street where
sniffin' Ra while sellin' cocaine Trapped in the game, not knowin' how to stop and get by To live it alive, so instead they live it to die Can we please have
When the rain stopped from falling It was almost too late We heard voices there calling Turned back from the gate On the streets there was brawling
of arrested trees divide the street from the gutter As the sunset shudders at the prospect or night On the children malled in and mauling their brethren
the celebration! This evening is pronounced in my memories by the amount of laughter and talking and pictures and trying to make up for lost time in one night. This
O little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shineth
to say "Hello, haven't seen you on this bus before" I gave her a look that said "Huh, life is funny, you never know what's in store By the way, your hair
The mansion on the hill At night my daddy'd take me and we'd ride Through the streets of a town so silent and still Park on a back road along the highway
I lived in a town way down south By the name of Buffalo Worked in the mill with the rest of the trash As we're often called you know You factory
O little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shineth
eat dog world, and that ain't no lie. Listen! it ain't even safe no more to walk the streets at night, I'm doin' fine, on cloud nine. Let me tell you
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