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There is a girl who live next door She doesn't love me Open your wars and drug laws It's bleach for the food that we eat She said, "We're born thief and savages." Pretty for these animals Thief and savages Exercise a little management She wears that armour in heaven Sweet girl, just let me in Rest on her head 'pon me chest tonight Close your eyes, just dream 'Cause its cold on a New York night We're keepin warm on the ghetto sides I'll keep 'er warm to ghetto strife Innocent to lovin' at the end tonight 'Cause its cold on a New York night We're keepin warm on the ghetto sides I'll keep 'er warm to ghetto strife Innocent to lovin' at the end tonight Every day killer with my finger on the trigger Defendin' what's promised for we Letras de cancionesThere's a commoner turned shooter But [?] we'll never be kings Never say nothin' that a gangster won't If you don't know me We're thief and savages With hearts that never stop bleedin' She wears that armour in heaven Sweet girl, just let me in Rest on her head 'pon me chest tonight Close your eyes, just dream 'Cause its cold on a New York night We're keepin warm on the ghetto sides I'll keep 'er warm to ghetto strife Innocent to lovin' at the end tonight 'Cause its cold on a New York night We're keepin warm on the ghetto sides I'll keep 'er warm to ghetto strife Innocent to lovin' at the end tonight 'Cause it's Talk truth as it was, no stops Road talk on a god, your go Truth is you were always on that grind, yeah Space with yutes, never gave a fuck Truth hurts when you're sittin' on lust Rum and coke and [?] First call when I lost my boss True talkin', never picked it up You start fights but we never made it right Like cops and robbers chasin' dozen at a night A shallow grave for the fireflies I was numb on a burnin' night Wasn't our club, happened downside One drink for my nigga that died One drink for your nigga that died The truth is we never even tried Innocent at livin' but we're feelin' like [?] Trapped in bars [?] Turn into some [?] The weak man sleeps in the street But you loved too much, man Yeah, you loved too much Hold on tight to what is yours A life sober and sure 'Cause its cold on a New York night Gettin' warm on the broken side 'Cause we're thief and savages [?] From Letras Mania