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my tracks played her eyes would start to get blurry
In a flurry is how the time went by
Fresh out from a 5 piece went straight to get high
She sees
to wake up next to you
For you, baby, I'd steal the planet Mars, let's lie down under the stars
As I fall asleep all by myself
I miss you, your picture's
bad, sold your whole life for the payment
You're so blinded by the fake, better wake up
Think I'm dyin' slow, must be the fake drugs
Bitch I'm wildin',
'cause they founded
Cutting them old joints up by James Brown, kid
Golden, 'fore I forget hold it
Got to shout out the block, four-fifth Holden
grounded, remember the Bronx 'cause they founded
Cutting them old joints up by James Brown, kid
Golden, before I forget hold it
Got to shout out the block,
5'9" in a skintight dress
Standin' by the bar lookin' unimpressed
Walked up, asked her how she liked the set
Looked me up and down and she just
him up
Gertcha, when the Poles knock England out of the cup
Gertcha, when the kids are banging on his door
Gertcha, when the barman won't serve him
him up
Gertcha, when the Poles knock England out of the cup
Gertcha, when the kids are banging on his door
Gertcha, when the barman won't serve him
(Ayy, yo, BandPlay)
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Ayy, turn that, turn that, turn that
Turn that shit up in my headphones
(Let the band play)
it was your ex by your tone (tone)
Why is she calling now after so long?
Now what is it that she wants?
Tell me what is it that she needs?
Did
with the best and
Acted bad in the worst
Dick is a commodity bitch
The purse come first
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
(plane)
No it's
to me?
Twenty Four Seven, stay here with me
Twenty Four Seven, throw away the key
Twenty Four Seven, I don't wanna be free
You get by if you kiss
to
What... what are families for?
All grown up, holding your own
You fend them off by telephone
You keep in touch, it's come to this
The furtive hug,
["This is serious business."]
["Come by boy!"]
Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice
Hangin' on the corner, lookin' real sporty
Coolin' with the fellas while downin'
Kid snatched his purse and his work
Left nothin' but the shells on the turf
The situation's worse
A lot of bitch-ass niggas is
Coming out they
Another show with a fucked up promoter
Kids sent in by the media controller
They arrived in a '87 Ford with a gun rack
case of Bud and stiletto blade
away
Got a problem i check on your social everyday
You broke my heart
You did it in the kindest way
Not a day goes by where im not thinking of your face
Concrete Jungle by Linda Maze
I've been working 24 hours a day,
Still don't know what it's all for
These four walls are closin in
Somebody open up
the fuck up when you hear love talkin'
Shut the fuck up when you hear love talkin'
If God be the source then I am the plug talkin'
Yeah, baby
Yeah, baby
Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, that's right
Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, that's right
Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, that's right
Moving up
juice got me up all night shit
And in last year making that bite shit
Not an essay calling me Loc De Niro
Stunned with my hell day, Oaklezero
Fresh by
juice got me up all night shit
And in last year making that bite shit
Not an essay calling me Loc De Niro
Stunned with my hell day, Oaklezero
Fresh by
when to play hard and when to play easy
Believe me, George and Weezy couldn't move up this fast
I'm lappin' everybody can't tell if I'm first or last
a grown up kid
enough said,i never forgett how we did
i let the past be the past and look ahead
Time is short and flyes fast
makes me never forget what
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