run dis city, you can't do nothin' wit me It's young red ya'll, I'm rollin' somethin' sticky You see them 20's, believe they worth three a penny And
, Mary Anne, Mrs. Howell Samantha Stevens, Lieutenant Uhura Judy Jetson Olive Oyl, Ethel Mertz Edith Bunker, Marilyn Munster Rhoda, Penny Robinson How
a old man in the sea, Ernest Hemmingway, Elevate, look up in the sky starin Heaven Space. Second grade, holdin down the corner slangin' lemonade, Everyday hustlin', you ridin' down penny lane
revolution just won't do Let's put an end to war and start a new Any old revolution just won't do Let's put an end to war and start a new Penny lane
harvest to the flatlands We're for sale in old England From the back streets to the old lanes We're for sale in old England In old England Where every penny
me tell you, man She look so good, I'ma say it again So good that I can't explain When she do what she do she gon? do her thang Over here, Miss Lane
frame when I'm switchin' lanes I'm in the slab glass house swangin' grippin' grain They tellin' me I'm the mane stangin' licks to make a gain Livin' life in the fast lane
Fuck Puffing We Could Do It We Could Go From The Shoulders And When You Get Stomped Out I Bet You Run With The Rollers Game Goofy As A Groupie Need To Stay In Your Lane
a tour bus I won't break, I just take, take and take Rape and rape, the game til there's no more cake Snitch ass niggaz givin' up identities Ain't my forte makin' pennies
drives with trinkets and tirades To a town bound with old guards and dry docks Bored I drug my ass of the bus and hit the sidewalks I stumbled by the lane
I thought I had driven you out of my mind When I crossed that bridge on memory lane and burned it one last time I told myself it's over and I'm finally
here in the street You can buy them all over the city Yours for a penny a sheet I'm a word pecker out of the printers Out of the dens of Gin Lane I'
( andrew bown ) Famous in the last century The last century Famous in the last century Night and day Fire and rain Jailhouse rock and penny lane All
maim When you haven't got a penny, boys it's all the bloody same Going transmetropolitan, yip-ay-aye From Pentonville Road on a sunset eve to the beauty that's Mill Lane
P. Diddy Bird named Chyna (baby where you find her) Uptown, she wrote a map down with eyeliner Hotness, two or three girlfriends behind her (On Amsterdam, lay in the lane
Would you believe this blacktop highway Used to be a one-lane gravel road? Back when Johnny Cash was just somebody Daddy went to school with years ago
are destroying the dreams of the many One can inform our country So they don't spend a penny Less than our future On some posh adventure Driving along Concord Lane
Get smothered with a half a key, bitch Give me the ball and I'ma fill the lane like Fenney Hardaway 'cuz I'm out to get every penny Any nigga disrespectin