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Streets The Empty Cans

will No-one's going to fucking tell me Jack But can you rely on anyone in this world? No you can't, it's not my fault there's wall to wall empty cans

day I will, No-ones going to fucking tell me jack, But can you rely on anyone in this world? No you cant; its not my fault theres wall to wall empty cans

I walk on decrepit bricks and kick sticks and rusty soda cans Simply for lack of better stimulation Motivation comes and goes like gas station patrons

Gradually I'm takin' over your bitch, comin' over your shit Got my feet up on you sofas, man I mean a hostess for my open hand You comin' home to dishes and empty soda cans

to town, long cape and hat People stood and stared then closed their doors as he passed He strolled the empty street, kids banged on tin cans Then the

but I got 50 niggas Loyal to die for me Look what da devil done to me Runnig the beef under the streets Na we each gotta knock of da leash A bunch of empty

rain came Well, it kissed our feet And a magic moon lay down On our street Oh, love and death it's like war and peace One single outreach on this empty

dialed to a Broadway serenade As ashes on beer cans make their promenade If you see me I will be mesmerized From my empty row I feel moved to my

streets 'Cause you can't make it very far When your tank is on empty But the final can of gasoline was loaded on a truck And driven through the streets