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shootin' you
Niggas workin' out in them pens, stuck in they cubicles
Nigga, you killin' who? Street shit, me and Meek shit
Fuck with him, fuck around

For da Brothaz

Kool G Rap

4, 5, 6

1995

a burger 
Slipped and became the victim of his own murder hunger 
He got put six feet under by a small shorty that was younger 

And this type of street

let me take you by the hand and lead you through your streets of London
I'll show you something………..you'll never understand
Let me take you by the hand

2300 Jackson street
2300 Jackson street
2300 Jackson street

Memories of growing up
And working hard
Our childhood passed us by

Mom and Dad
They

London Pride

Noël Coward

Together with Music

1955

Garden Market where the costers cry.
 Cockney feet
 Mark the beat of history.
 Every street
 Pins a memory down.
 Nothing ever can quite replace

London Pride

Noël Coward

World at War: 30th Anniversary Edition

2004

Garden Market where the costers cry.
 Cockney feet
 Mark the beat of history.
 Every street
 Pins a memory down.
 Nothing ever can quite replace

Let's talk about memories, talk about my past The reason I lost my mind, same reason I dont
Fucked with my dad and this shit sad Can't remember time,

Wild Night

Van Morrison

Southern Cross

the wild nights breezes in your memory ever

And every thing looks so complete
When you're walking out on the streets
And the wind, it catches your feet
Sets

Unwanted by humanity
Suck them to calamity
Make them be panicky
Drive them to insanity
Melting down the Wild Street
Trembling on my reminisce
When did my

stand by me
And for a second I thought I could see
My baby walk up on me

The streets of Paris
I see you walkin' 'cross the street at night

As I'm pacing through the streets
I think of how it used to be
Memories awake, memories awake
In me
In this familiar humid breeze

Oh how I miss

On Grafton Street

Nanci Griffith

Flyer

1994

On Grafton Street at Christmas time
The elbows push you 'round
This is not my place of memories
I'm a stranger in this town
The faces seem

Magdalene, Magdalene
A different breed, a memory
You took me with those welcoming eyes
You lied to me, took me by surprise
Magdalene, Magdalene

with our old crowd
Cuz your memory's still haunting me now
Can't drive by your house
I take the long way around
Those places are what's left of us
And I

This was all new to me
Fuck that foolishry
The streets was a zoo to me
By how it was doing
I ain't know what the struggle could really do to me

Haunted by the memories of you
But I guess it's the better of the two
Haunted by the memories of you
But I guess it's the better of the two
Haunted by

First In The Streets 4x). 

Verse: Shit I Was Taught By The Streets - Loyality Is Hard Too Find. I'm Never Blind, Trust In My Own Feelings. Battle Against

Look this shit dedicated to everybody who told me I wouldn't be shit
Who said I'd be dead or in prison by this age
At one point I thought I would be

, basketball at G.P.
Hit a party at Rogers drive, fights as far as we can see
Busted up by the cops, but they can't catch us on these streets
These are our

teary
I don't want to lose you, nor these memories
A home cost money, but your love is for free
I'll abuse any abuser who lays a finger on your species

Walking down the street on my own two feet
Got the music on, I'm dancing to the beat
Suddenly I see the clouds roll by
The rain starts falling,

I think it's cool to be weak
Heart getting cold every week
There's no more love in the streets
I think i'm done with this bih
Don't want my heart

leaving trails
As I cruise down memory lane dodging a DUI
I wouldn't be surprised
If I got pulled over by one of my deeper tales
Well look at that, sirens

Mesmerized by the gaze of these eyes
You fall prey to the voices you hear - the faces of fear

Through long-buried memories it creeps
To feast on the fright in