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This is New York, boy |
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We wanna hear you talk, boy |
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This is New York, boy |
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You ain't never gonna walk |
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Downtown they got some guy |
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Shot forty-seven people on a PCP high |
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Uptown they got a team from Queens |
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Busy beating people through a mean machine, yeow |
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You had a shot at a thing called love |
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In the Hollywood hills |
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You can't help but follow that love |
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Even if it kills |
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This is New York, boy |
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Murder one in court, boy |
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This is New York, boy |
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You ain't ever gonna walk |
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You were a rebel in a drum town, son |
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Somebody loaded up the plastic gun |
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I seen that monkey got you shooting in your blood |
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Using bullets from the dum dum club |
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You had a shot at a thing called love |
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In the Hollywood hills |
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You can't help but follow that love |
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Even if it kills |
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You had a shot at at thing called love |
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Like shooting up on pills |
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You can't help but follow that love |
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Even if it kills |
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You can't make this deal son |
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This means your life is ruined |
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You can't play with knives |
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The junkie's still alive |
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You had a shot at a thing called love |
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In the Hollywood hills |
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You can't help but follow that love |
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Even if it kills |
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You had a shot at a thing called love |
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Like shooting up on pills |
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You can't help but follow that love |
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Even if it kills |
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You gotta follow that love |
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You gotta follow that love |
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Yes, follow that love |
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Follow that love, yeow |
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Even if it kills |
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Even if it kills |
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Hey, even if it kills |
