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No I can't hold on to the nights
(It's just so cold...ohh, lonely nights)
So dark and cold without you
Do I love "loving you" or "yourself"
Now I'm

Darling I live dangerous
And all these streets nefarious
Dark romance in all of us
Paris, France, I dance til' dawn with her
I need me a revelation

All My Shootin's Be Drive-Bys

MC Hawking

E = MC Hawking

be drive-bys

[Chorus]
(Drive-bys)  (drive-by)
(drive-by)  (Drive-bys)

[MC Hawking]
One minute to midnight, we hit the street
Cold

Joe Hill

Billy Bragg

Don't Mourn - Organize!: Songs of Labor Songwriter Joe Hill

1990

on the out-of-work streets
Before he began to understand
Before he began to understand

And Joe got hired by a bowery bar
sweeping up the saloon
As his rag would

People Say

Redman

The Saga Continues

2017

recognized by every eye worldwide
Back to the streets of the do or die hustler
I understand politics consistent, never quit
Super star write hits
Come have

Walking the streets alone
City streets, dark and cold
Buildings that scrape the sky
Half-lit windows
Watching the cars go by
Blurs of red, orange,

I got ptsd (ptsd) I was way too young & traumatized by the streets (by these streets) when the real ones talking you gotta listen when dey speak give

delight on that dark winter's night
Hungry for sport and for power
"If you can but prove your love to me
By laying bare your soul
By casting off your finest

look in her eyes

the dead of night
the dead of night

Face on the cold glass 
of a window of a taxi cab
I watch the street lights
deliver me to
a new

to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell

Remember em nights we ain't had no heat, hot water, take cold showers
I'd sit inna dark, late night by myself, just thinkin, sad nigga hours
Was just

boyfriend was jealous 
I couldn't help it, I couldn't help it

I seen days and em days so dark
I seen nights and em nights so cold
I went hard from the start,

Pussy player not my enemy
Look at my fangs, I like bitches with cold blood
(Soalone where is your girlfriend?)
I broke up with her, bitch you know

We get it, we gotta go
Yeah, yeah
I'm gonna start droppin' the temp in the bay
I like it dark, flockin' away from the day
Fly off, nah that bird cold

said he heard the angels singing, "Cabin on the Hill"
Through the springtime he was groaning
"The good times are past and gone"
By the summer she was

unsteady
Let go
Whoah, wait slime (Grrt)
Hit it hit it (Grrt)
Whoah, wait, unsteady
Let go
Walkin' in a dark alley
I'm on the streets I'm grindin' (Skrr)

Once you profess your faith, you put the world on notice 
They waitin' to see you slip though you're not the oldest 
It's a cold world but to some

checks or puff cess
ruffneck love liquor & act figures bloodsport on the streets
no gloves pullin' knives out the 'fridge handin' out cold cuts
ugh streets

tunasleep ni kwa hospital bed ka tumegeuka patient,
Eye squized uki aim kwa iyo hole bro bro's dark amegeuka Asian
In the streets getting chased by a mobb in

8 Million Stories

Kurtis Blow

Ego Trip

1984

There are 8 million stories in the naked city 

Some ice cold and told without pity 

About the mean streets and the guetto culture 

The pimps

many scars
Given to her by everyone she's loved
She's got a history
A dark history
We told each other our secrets

I believed every word she said
She was

the only one by my side
The streets get cold
Promises get old
And I don't wanna hear it no more
I don't wanna cry no more

I wanna be happy
I'm not perfect

The sun sets low and says goodnight
We see the stars upon the sky   
As we pass the street lights by
We'll just put on our favorite track 

Lower

let go of you
Thought that's what we supposed to do tho I wanna roll
Roll back to my old life where I chose right
Them cold nights I was kissed