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It's hard in the streets when I'm on my own
You can't even see all the seeds I've sown
You stuck on the silver, I'm made of gold
You want cookie

there's no cops on patrol I check my right and my left
Picture me riding through the city with criminal stealth
In my pockets it's minimal wealth
Roll alone

City Of Broken Crowns
Written by: Christopher Franklin 
crtist Name: dLyric
Purpose: clbum Single
Name of clbum: City Of Broken Crowns

Chorus 1
They

Ok, yo, ok
My pockets puff like diddy
Put on for the city the way no-one ever did it
I feel pity you'll never be sitting pretty
My whole committee

the button to crank
Yeah i fucked that bitch for a pint, swag
I got a dab like a shank
Chopper city like a New Orleans Saint, yeah
I wanna fuck, Gucci bag
I

I'm Kool Moe Dee

Kool Moe Dee

Kool Moe Dee

1986

'bout your money and gold
Don't want to hear about how many recrods you sold
Cause none of that don't mean nothin to me
Cause I'm 'the greatest' - but not

the name?'
I tell'em y'all made Bazooka Tooth I's
About to ask the same
But before you curfew the city
And shut down every block
I'd like to say I still Aesop

the judgement of God
I'll stand alone
Walking by faith, head held high
Gone cast your stone
While I chill on my throne
Putting my emotions in my song
If

to the front of the line
We're gonna stay by

[Chorus 1]
This one's for North Carolina! C'mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, and twist is 'round yo hand
Spin

fuckin' body, I bet he lose some pounds

Who that is
Boy that's Mr. Stand-On-Business
Top of city, we gon' hit this fuckin' block, it ain't no missin'
Who

It's M-O-E, so all I need is more chips
Swag stand out like pimples
And cold-sore lips
Ugh! Pill hotter than a snotty nose
Body doze, who not exposed

It's M-O-E, so all I need is more chips
Swag stand out like pimples
And cold-sore lips
Ugh! Pill hotter than a snotty nose
Body doze, who not exposed

Pimp Life

Devin

What's My Favorite Word?

2002

I chose to live this life, I be stickin this dick up in these hoes hoes
'Til a couple of bitches bitches get caught by they niggaz

Niggaz

Eva since I was a kid knew I was a lil different
Mama always said that I danced to my own rhythm
Started by gettin it poppin clockin pots in

U Can Be Touched

2Pac

Still I Rise

1999

time to go
I pray the Lord hold me (You can be touched)

I was born in the city that never sleeps
Schooled by the realest of the real niggas 
That

U Can Be Touched

2Pac

Still I Rise [Clean]

1999

time to go
I pray the Lord hold me (You can be touched)

I was born in the city that never sleeps
Schooled by the realest of the real n****s 
That

White packs got a brudda living right
Staring out my pad, seeing city lights
Whole team on it and our phones popping
I blow a whole week's profit

I'm on my James Harden
You know it's going down, like we land on a helipad
Birds eye view of the city or call it ciudad
Bodegas and corner stores, just

Yo If come wit'out a trap
My city ain't no place to visit
Bitch don't ask me where I'm
From you see this Cleveland
On my fitted
While the Cavs
Is

'm gonna do it all by myself

Tonight I'm gonna leave and gonna hunt

After seeing our children dying
I will stand up
And dry my tears
They won't have enough

within the crowd

Neon Drive a blur of shiny light
Speeding by fading from sight
Chasing dreams chrome and steel domain
City's heartbeat calling my name

Power of Two

Howard McGillin

Where Time Stands Still

2003

we like to drive
Way out in the country
Five miles out of the city limit we're singing
And your hand's upon my knee

So we're okay
We're fine
Baby I

the play
I'm doomed to have no friends, just sorrow
Those I once had my sword has slain

I'm standing at the Dreaming City's gates
Watch the havoc wreaked by

The game, it need a whole new make over
Once in a generation you see a talent like me
I just do it like Nike, ya'll sheisty
I stand tall and I stand mighty
Go