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elevated
To a level where the real and the fake are segregated, let me illustrate it
Nothing like Los Angeles the city from which I will make it
So many

I revoke
Beauty the cause of all my sorrows
Now let me slit your throat
Though beauty lives
My city burns
Though beauty lives
Mercy's unreturned
Burn

im gr88y baby or mercy did I confuse ya 
All I knew was working hard living day by day 
So I put in my heart in God and told him make him way
Smoking

They threw me out of Harvard in 1921
My name is Keith Smerage, I never hurt anyone
I grew up north of the city
My mother managed the local inn
She

of the city
We are the soul of the city

Oh God o
Dem nuh wah fi see me buss charge
Nuh yuh cyan ketch mi up inna red Flag
Mi sing from mi heart ah di truth mi

Darling Pretty

Mark Knopfler

Golden Heart

1996

side

Heal me with a smile, darling pretty
Heal me with a smile and a heart of gold
Carry me awhile, my darling pretty
Heal my aching heart and soul

don't separate like we've been Siamese
Five deep, but really I'm by my lonely
These niggas' bitter, that feeling to me is so sweet
King in my city like

(Oah)

(Yeaaaaah)

Let me tell you a story about a city of gold
But this gold is fluid and frequently sold
Almost thousand years old
Untouched by war

worlds
Dream of the stories yet to be told
As we march for the cities of gold
Tears from the Sun

Conquistadors, Santa Maria
Peoples kneel in our domain

by the people i followed i had around

I wasn't producing gold
My music it never sold

How i felt was never relevant
I just go with the flow

Now we,

God Bless

Danielson Famile

A Prayer for Every Hour

1996

you (x4) 

Verse 2: 

Have mercy! 
Nowadays I got them other niggas acting thirsty 
Bless the sky, energy created by my third child 
Swerve wit it, get

the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb

I'm down on my knees
And I'm begging for mercy
My bleeding wrists are pouring out
Cause I can't live without you
Stripped away from me
When I needed

YEAH
Y'all gone have to fuck with ME
In the club on this shit
I'm tryna tell ya bitch
I did this shit for my city nigga
I did this shit for my city nigga

sure momma straight , make sure she don’t want for nothing 
Call me midas in the booth shit turn to gold when I touch it 
Showing no mercy on niggas
Mo

relies on the lord.

Of what use is the love of others to me?

Oh Maharishi, if my own father scorns me?

My mother herself is very much neglected by my

Bob of the tyranny and Manny together in the conspiracy
Did you think that they would have mercy?
Oh mighty Bob and Manny

Oh baby Bob wrecked the city

you come up
(Bet that up)

Brand new keys
I just skrrt off the lot with it
Picture me rolling through your city in it
Scoping for the bag
Bet I reach

the boulevard riding through the city, chuck in up the set cause its the chief

Verse 2
Going baseline, bang with the gold by my waste line, my line stay gangsta,

One Voice

Jane

Close up and Real

2002

a little less hurt â?¦

CHORUS

I'm down on my knees
Crying out
Can't you hear, won't you rescue me?

CHORUS

Produced by Mark Street
Engineering

You have led my last crusade
Now we're swallowed by the city as it fades

I will shield you from the darkness
When the walls around us quake
I will hold

Need me a baddie in stockings
Don't care about red flags
There's no name dropping
By the way you cropped him
Need me a baddie in stockings
Meet me

to call, but never call me back
“But this Brazilian weave,” I’m too raw for that
And now I gotta girlfriend in the city in the middle of the woods
Livin’

apprehended by the Ink Squad
And City hall has be leveled