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World's change real fast 'round here - don't it?
Better not sure be we're the last ones on it
Stand up high- Stand up!
Waking up to the sounds of breathing,
A couple of milk cartons and thoughts of leaving,
Better not lie - we're up!

Tracing out lines where the sidewalk ends
Myrtle Ave. and I've been the best of friends
Empire State's like a million miles away
We're like ants down here where the shadow's cast
Hey good times were never meant to last
I've been hurting for a holiday

Well, those old acquaintances - I don't ever think upon 'em,
Goddamn little one - you are the world,
Hard times and hard lines in Bed-Stuy

It's like a hundred and something in the Harlem heat
Auburn's a burning bottle in the heap
I washed in the sink once
A few dead flies in the bubble gum tar
Baby Lele and I we'll make it far
I prefer the company of drunks

Born with too much on my plate
Plastic fingers held open to fate
Fort Greene hits harder than a hurricane
An invisible child still running on fumes
Just a shelter boogie from womb to tomb
I hit harder than a hurricane

Well, those old acquaintances - I don't ever think upon 'em,
Goddamn little one - you are the world,
Hard times and hard lines in Bed-Stuy

A couple hours here of sunlight left
Don't believe in livin' but it's all I got left
Another winter on my leather
Chutes are hopping, heating and cracking
I can still hear the neighbors here cracking
Another winter on my leather

Well, those old acquaintances - I don't ever think upon 'em,
Goddamn little one - you are the world,
Hard times and hard lines in Bed-Stuy

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from Expired Pills & Expensive Thrills, released June 15, 2014

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