King of the streets, child of clay What made them want to come and blow you away Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion Always on the outside of whatever side there was When they asked him

To even the toughest among us That would be too much Coming from where he did He was turned away from every door like Joseph He didn´t know what it was to be black ´Til they gave him his change But didn´t want to touch his hand Isn´t it just enough How

She said she want more So I'mma get more Yeah I'mma get more I I just poured a 8th in a liter Throw some Jolly Ranchers in make it sweeter Versace my clothes I'm with a white hoe And she snortin' three lines like Adidas Got a black girl rolling off molly

Pistol of fire Go hug your sister Ah, where is it you want to take me? Ah, where is it you want to go? Ah, wrapping up the morning's coming Ah, home before the rooster crows It's gonna tickle Shattered the frame Go love your sister

Fly...learn to 'Cause I'm a liar, I conspired, I'm a liar... Fly...wait to Father, tell me somethin' Where do bad men go when they die? And mother says you'll go there but Wings for her and I I and I I don't mind Cause I I have always wanted to learn to...

As far as I'm concerned So wipe that dirty smile off We won't be making up I've cried my heart out And now I've had enough of love Who wants to be right as rain 'Cause when hard work don't pay off And I'm tired there ain't no room in my bed It's better

Until we're talking in whispers again (you whispered, hurry) Want to break the hearts of everyone We can take a bit of a breather We can skip to the practical part We can skip to the time of neither When we're together and even When we're apart I'll tell

This is all nothing but cold calculation I I could make you scared, if you want me to I'm not prepared, but if I I have to He said, I can make you scared, it's kind of what I I do If you're prepared, here's what I I propose to do You're in Russia and more than a

And I'm standing here right outside your door And I I don't think that my heart could take much more Scared of breaking up again And I I just want it to be like it was before Cause I I don't think that my heart could take much more Drivin' in my car Words

Don't tell I'm wrong, I could be there I I just want to be around you Is that too much to ask? Don't tell I'm wrong So tired of these roads going nowhere But I I know your love takes me somewhere When I I look into your eyes Boy, I'm feeling delirious But you