Booker T's at the front door, saying it's time to go Coltrane's at the mother blues tonight, 63rd to southshore We're cruising in the Dyna-Flo Ain't no
Last night I lay asleeping there came a dream so fair I stood in old Jerusalem, beside the temple there I heard the children singing and ever as they
If you gotta start somewhere why not here If you gotta start sometime why not now If we gotta start somewhere I say here If we gotta start sometime I
You can live your life in a crowded city You can walk along a crowded street But the city really ain't no bigger than the friendly People, friendly people
There's just one place to go, for all your spatula needs Spatula City Spatula City A giant warehouse of spatulas, for every occasion Thousands to choose
Chorus: Blackstreet You belong to the city You belong to the night In the middle of darkness He's a man of the night What the deal playboy just rest
You belong to the city You belong to the night In the river of darkness He's a man of the night Yeah, what the deal playboy? Just rest your soul I be
I just came back from a trip along the Milky Way I stopped off at the North Pole to spend the holiday I called on old dear Santa Claus to see what I could
[Chorus: repeat 3X] C-town's how we ride Chi-town's how we ride Midwest how we ride Come see how we ride [Verse: Twista] now feel the devastation and
Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks Cleveland Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks Bone Thugs sing wit me yeah Cleveland is the city that we come from Cleveland
Can't Understand my city's under siege F-a-c-e-M-o-b screamin 'cause i mean it Till these muthafuckas bury me 37-40 pull dat pistol packin gun slangin
In my memory, I will always see The town that I have loved so well Where our school played ball by the gas yard wall And they laughed through the smoke
Those mighty wheels keep rollin' on On to that crazy place That still feels like home The world outside is rushing by, oh, yeah It feels good to take
Well it's hotter 'n blazes And all the long faces There'll be no oasis For a dry local grazier There'll be no refreshment For a thirsty jackaroo From
finally famous nig west side east side south side north side d-town (boiiiii) put on put on the city the city i like it in the city the city the city
I know these streets and these backyards This barn that's falling down We come to where they're buildin' now And ride our bikes around You think I'm
Once I was a sentimental thing; threw my heart away each spring. Now a spring romance hasn't got a chance. Promised my first dance to winter. All I've
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